| My Girl |
| My girl's mad at me. I didn't want to see the film tonight. I found it hard to say she thought I'd had enough of her Why can't she see She's lovely to me but I like to stay in and watch TV on my own every now and then My girl's mad at me been on the telephone for an hour, We hardly said a word. I tried and tried but I could not be heard. Why can't I explain Why do I feel this pain 'cos everything I say she doesn't understand she doesn't realise, she takes it all the wrong way Piano! (piano solo) My girl's mad at me, we argued just the other night, I thought we'd got it straight, we talked and talked until it was light I thought we'd agreed, I thought we'd talked it out Now when I try to speak she says that I don't care She says I'm unaware and now she says I'm weak |