Lyrics

[Chorus] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la [Verse 1] I called you twenty-seven times from Blythe While I was out on the road Your stupid sister always picks up the phone And says that you're not at home I drink Ensure to try and make me look healthy But I feel like a lightweight I try to talk real cool, try to act proud But I still can't get a date [Pre-Chorus] You're so busy You're so busy Now I'm incoherent Feeling like a loser You're so busy You're so busy Like a single parent In a nuclear winter [Chorus] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la [Verse 2] You told me my twig was as good as gold And now I'm feeling real foolish The ghosts of all my loves are coming back to haunt me Now it feels really ghoulish I read "The Art Of War" to try to get a battle plan But I didn't get it I watch the talk shows and I listen to my therapist But I still feel like shit [Pre-Chorus] You're so busy You're so busy Now I'm incoherent Feeling like a loser You're so busy You're so busy Like a single parent In a nuclear winter [Chorus] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la [Verse 3] Maybe if I could just walk on water Then you couldn't ignore me Or take a swan dive from twenty-seven stories Could finally set me free You give me one touch then you cast me aside Just like a piece of lumber Ooh, when I call you up and try to get a date, well you say "Here take a number" [Pre-Chorus] You're so busy You're so busy Now I'm incoherent Feeling like a loser You're so busy You're so busy Like a single parent In a nuclear winter [Chorus] La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la