Met a girl, introduced myself
And I asked her go to with me and no one else
And she said "I`d really like to see you everyday
But I`m afraid of what my friends might say
What my friends might say
Oh, you need a bath, and your clothes are wrong
You`re not my type; I can tell we wouldn`t get along."
And I just laughed — what else could I do?
Just then her friend chimed in, singin` "Get a clue.
Get a life, put it in your song." (Put it in your song)
There`s something I`ve been meaning to say to you
(I`ve run out of gas and I`m stuck like glue)
There`s something I`ve been meaning to say to you
(I`ve run out of gas and I`m stuck like glue)
And I`ve rehearsed a little speech
I haven`t practiced what I preach
But she was easily impressed
And I was bad, I was weak
And my conscience sprung a leak
And now it`s time that I confessed
I`d like to move out of this place
Change my name, maybe get a new face
I know a guy lives in Los Angeles
Sometimes his life there makes me so jealous
Sleep all day, stay up all night
There`s something I`ve been meaning to say to you
(I`ve run out of gas and I`m stuck like glue)
There`s something I`ve been meaning to say to you
(I`ve run out of gas and I`m stuck like glue)
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