Met a girl, introduced myself

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

You need a bath, and your clothes are wrong

You're not my type; I can tell we wouldn't get along."

I just laughed — what else could I do?

Just then her friends 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

There's something I've been meaning to say to you



I'd had enough, couldn't take it anymore, yeah

So I turned and I ran straight for the door

Bought some mags on my way home

For later on, you know, when I'm all alone

Bottle of wine and some cigarettes

Watch TV and go to bed

I know a guy lives in Los Angeles

Sometimes his life there makes me so jealous

I'd have a life, put it in my song (Put it in your song)



There's something I've been meaning to say to you

There's something I've been meaning to say to you



I'd like to move out of this place

Change my name, maybe get a new face

Sleep all day, stay up all night

Everybody I meet thinks I'm alright

I'd have a life, put it in my song (Put it in your song)



There's something I've been meaning to say to you

There's something I've been meaning to say to you

There's something I've been meaning to say to you

There's something I've been meaning to say to you