Sangtekst: Joan Jett And The Blackhearts. Pretty Vacant.

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh, just remember I don't decide
I got no reason, it's all too much
You'll always find us out to lunch

Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant
Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant

Don't ask us to attend 'cause we're not all there
Oh, don't pretend 'cause I don't care
I don't believe illusions 'cause too much is real
So stop your cheap comment, 'cause we know what we feel

Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant
Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant

Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty
And now, man we don't care

I'm lost

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh, just remember I don't decide
I got no reason, it's all too much
You'll always find me, well, out to lunch, man I'm nuts

Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant
Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty vacant

Oh, we're so pretty
Oh, so pretty
And now man we don't care

Pretty, a pretty vacant
Pretty, a pretty vacant
Pretty, a pretty vacant
Pretty, a pretty vacant
And we don't care