The Ingenue Lyrics

The Ingenue lyrics

Paul Barrere, Bill Payne, Fred Tackett, Craig Fuller 



She ain't real friendly for no good reason 

Claims her life's been filled with treason 

Says she's cursed by a toothless gypsy 

Wonderin' why her life's so greasy 

  

With doulbe blades she dulls her senses 

Spiteful girl by all consensus 

All her life it's been the same 

Hell she don't even like her name 

  

She longs to be the ingenue 

To leading men tall dark and handsome 

But now the play has passed her by... oh my 

There's no exit 

Oh no there's no way out at all 

There's no exit 

  

Jumped a train in Italy 

On her way to gay Paris 

Down in the Loire Valley 

She got sho drunk she couldn't see 

Stumblin' through a metro station 

In a mood for conversation 

Fortune teller read her palm 

Told her that her time was gone 

  

She longs to be the ingenue 

To leading men tall dark and handsome 

But now the play has passed her by... oh my 

There's no exit 

Oh no there's no way out at all 

There's no exit 

  

She used to model as a child 

With Bardot's looks and Gigi's laughter 

Enfant terrible creation 

Of a sockless adman's mind 

Played her first recital at the tender age of nine 

Strains of Clare de Lune 

Mater sipping wine 

Pater in the garden gazing 

At those ponies grazing 

The spoils of a lonely child 

  

She longs to be the ingenue 

To leading men tall dark and handsome 

Once just a jet-trash kid 

Down at Les Halles 

Her frequent trips to Nice 

In Monaco she was always welcome 

She was embraced by all society 

Along the way she lost her charms 

Now the play has passed her by