Small Talk

Zach Braff, you look just like my dad
Back when I thought I had the best one
Oh what a life it could have been
Me in the cradle, you on the screen
But you’re too young to be a father to me
You’re too young to be a father to me
Hey, Catherine Deneuve you look just like my mother used to when she loved me
Oh, when she loved me!
Oh what a life, just you and I
Learning to walk as you read your lines
But you’re too old to be a mother to me
You’re too old to be a mother to me
Surely you’re not saying TV lied
I truly believe that they would love me back in real life
Hey kid at the bar
You know who you are
I’ve been staring down as I play this out of tune guitar and,
Oh just think, what we could be
I swear I’ll dress cooler if you just go home with me
But you’re too young to be a lover to me
(I'm getting old but I forget sometimes, you see)
You’re too young to be a lover to me
(Surely you’re not saying TV lies
I truly believe that I will have it on my life)
You’re too young to be a lover to me
So don’t you waste my time
Don’t you waste my time
On small talk and cheap wine