My Girl

My girl's mad at me

I didn't wanna to see the film tonight

I found it hard to say

She thought I'd had enough of herWhy can't she see? She's lovely to me

But I like to stay in and watch TV

On my own every now and thenMy 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 heardWhy can't I explain why do I feel this pain

'Cos every thing I say she doesn't understand

She doesn't realize she takes it all the wrong wayPianoMy 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 lightI 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