David
Look at you you're young
Havin' so much fun
Gonna be a star, blah blah blah
And click there goes the phone
I don't wanna know
What my horoscope's predicting
Just pour me a drink 'cause I need a kick
I don't wanna think, I just wanna sip
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, won't you give me a call?
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Mister Bush, he says: I'm your president
I have lots to say, hey hey hey
And click goes the remote, there you have my vote
Catchin' the next boat out of here
Just pour me a drink, 'cause I need a lie
I don't wanna think, I just wanna die
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, don't you hear through the wall?
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Chaos pervades the world outside
Days offer spades of hurled outcries
Gone is the fair and five and dime
But he is there, he's so fine
Listen to her play, has somethin' to say
Even has a rap, clap clap clap
But click there goes the lid, sorry 'bout the fib
I ain't got a grip on nothin'
Just pour me a drink, right outta the can
I don't wanna think, I just want my man
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, dear I'm just down the hall
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Havin' so much fun
Gonna be a star, blah blah blah
And click there goes the phone
I don't wanna know
What my horoscope's predicting
Just pour me a drink 'cause I need a kick
I don't wanna think, I just wanna sip
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, won't you give me a call?
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Mister Bush, he says: I'm your president
I have lots to say, hey hey hey
And click goes the remote, there you have my vote
Catchin' the next boat out of here
Just pour me a drink, 'cause I need a lie
I don't wanna think, I just wanna die
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, don't you hear through the wall?
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Chaos pervades the world outside
Days offer spades of hurled outcries
Gone is the fair and five and dime
But he is there, he's so fine
Listen to her play, has somethin' to say
Even has a rap, clap clap clap
But click there goes the lid, sorry 'bout the fib
I ain't got a grip on nothin'
Just pour me a drink, right outta the can
I don't wanna think, I just want my man
David, don't you hear me at all?
David, dear I'm just down the hall
Waitin' here, not makin' a sound
David come around
Credits
Writer(s): Nellie Mckay
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