| Song | It Wasn't Me |
| Artist | Jenny Lewis With The Watson Twins |
| Album | Rabbit Fur Coat |
| It wasn't me | |
| It wasn't me, I wasn't there | |
| I was just watching from over here | |
| And besides, I couldn't afford the bus fare | |
| In Hollywood and Washington | |
| They shake and smile through the harm they've done | |
| But it's your little red wagon | |
| And you gotta pull it | |
| It'll take a lifetime to clear your name | |
| Under the bridges of fame it's always night time | |
| It wasn't me, I wasn't there | |
| I was stone drunk, it isn't clear | |
| And it doesn't count Cause I don't care | |
| The years transform my memories | |
| Of all the countless decades of grief | |
| It was cut and run in '91 | |
| Put yourselves in a straightjacket | |
| But when you're pleading | |
| Saying it's no cheaper than humiliation | |
| That's free | |
| I’ve gone and quit my worshipping | |
| Of the false gods and golden sins | |
| Cause we made love in the tower of Babel | |
| And it fell down | |
| It wasn't me, I wasn't there | |
| That was not my love affair | |
| That is not my lover, that's not even my friend | |
| It wasn't me, I wasn't there | |
| I was stone drunk, it isn't clear | |
| And it doesn't count, Cause I don't care | |
| But I use a pop song to clear my name | |
| Under the bridges of fame it's always night time | |
| I抣l end with a closer and say goodnight |
| It wasn' t me | |
| It wasn' t me, I wasn' t there | |
| I was just watching from over here | |
| And besides, I couldn' t afford the bus fare | |
| In Hollywood and Washington | |
| They shake and smile through the harm they' ve done | |
| But it' s your little red wagon | |
| And you gotta pull it | |
| It' ll take a lifetime to clear your name | |
| Under the bridges of fame it' s always night time | |
| It wasn' t me, I wasn' t there | |
| I was stone drunk, it isn' t clear | |
| And it doesn' t count Cause I don' t care | |
| The years transform my memories | |
| Of all the countless decades of grief | |
| It was cut and run in ' 91 | |
| Put yourselves in a straightjacket | |
| But when you' re pleading | |
| Saying it' s no cheaper than humiliation | |
| That' s free | |
| I' ve gone and quit my worshipping | |
| Of the false gods and golden sins | |
| Cause we made love in the tower of Babel | |
| And it fell down | |
| It wasn' t me, I wasn' t there | |
| That was not my love affair | |
| That is not my lover, that' s not even my friend | |
| It wasn' t me, I wasn' t there | |
| I was stone drunk, it isn' t clear | |
| And it doesn' t count, Cause I don' t care | |
| But I use a pop song to clear my name | |
| Under the bridges of fame it' s always night time | |
| I yun l end with a closer and say goodnight |