Spitball - 15 Minutes Of Fame Lyrics

Standing behind the microphone
And you see a pretty girl in the front row
Did she drive here alone
Or does she have someone to take her home
You turn around and the show goes on
And you wonder if she really likes this song
Or if her boyfriend just dragged her here to see you
You kneel down in front of the crowd
And you looked at her up and down
She was probably blown away
But you couldn't care either way
You can't let it get to your head
It's not the stage that you dread
You can't betray the love you've bred
In her arms your heart is led
Through whispered lies your trust is dead
In stage lights your secrets shed
You'll hold your tongue, no words misread
You'll keep your secrets close instead
In the glow of neon signs
People from the city wait in line
You've never been hollowed by the stares
But when it's them its a nightmare
What the f*ck is wrong with you
You stick your hand out to let her see
That you've got a wedding ring
You've gotta let her know that you're not free
There's someone else you've got at home
There's no chance that she won't know
But admit it, you're intrigued
You don't have anywhere to be tonight
You just let it get to your head
It's the stage that you dread
You betrayed the love you've bred
In her arms your heart's not led
Through whispered lies your trust is dead
In stage lights your secrets shed
You'll hold your tongue, no words misread
You'll keep your secrets close instead
Hey, you did pretty good up there
You wanna come back to my place for a bit
I don't know man, I've got things to do
Come on, just for a few hours