I just laughed, what else could I do?
I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue
I've run out of gas and I'm stuck like glue
There's something I've been meaning to say to you
There's something I've been meaning to say to you
Sleep all day, stay up all night
Should change my name, maybe get a new face
Should change my name, get a new face
(Put in my song)
"You need a bath and your clothes are wrong
So I turned and I ran straight for the door
And she said, "I'd really like to see you every day
You're not my type, I can tell we wouldn't get along"
Just then her friend chimed in, singin', “Get a clue"
I know a guy, lives in Los Angeles
(Put in your song)
Bought some mags on my way home
I'd like to move out of this place
A bottle of wine and some cigarettes
Get a life put it in my song
I'd like to move out of this place
But I'm afraid of what my friends might say"
A racing form, maybe, maybe I'll make some bets
Sometimes his life there makes me so jealous
For later on, you know, when I'm all alone
I'd had enough, I couldn't take it anymore
"Get a life, put it in your song”
Everybody I meet thinks I'm alright
