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My girl's mad at me,
I didn't wanna 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?
Cause everything I say she doesn't understand,
She doesn't realise she takes it all the wrong way.
PIANO!
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 that she says I'm weak.