She's Making Friends, I'm Turning Stranger - Purple Mountains

I want to be tantamount to cordial

Tantamount to good

I want to be a warm and friendly person

But I don’t know how to do it

She can’t make it to her car

Without making a new friend

She’s a small-town superstar

Everybody hollering her name

She’s making friends, I’m turning stranger

The people on her end couldn’t make it plainer

Sometimes I wish we’d never came here

Seeing as I’m held in such disdain here

She’s making friends, I’m turning stranger

I see lots of normal men yearning to obtain her

I’m a loser, she’s a gainer

That’s one thing of which they’re dang sure

She’s out with her friends

And really, I can’t blame her

'Cause when she’s home again

She’s always still the same her

God knows I’d never try to change her

She’s my friend and I’m her stranger

She’s making friends, and I’m turning stranger

She’s making friends, and I’m turning stranger