She told me right after the show that she won't be able to go
There's always some other place that she's got to be
Then she turns around on a whim and tells me the story again
'Cause she's a supersonic talker with her stupid Casanova dreams
But she heard that song on the radio she forgot where she had to go
Now the people all want to stare
Fill up space and try not to care
And you won't mean a thing
And now she just fills up her head with visions of gold riverbeds
'Cause she's a wannabe actress and she's flipping through a magazine
I'll see her uptown if I go
A quick look ahead at the show
And your summertime sours when you think you've got no place to be
But she heard that song on the radio she forgot where she had to go
Now the people all want to stare
Fill up space and try not to care
And you won't mean a thing
And you won't mean a thing
She heard that song on the radio she forgot where she had to go
And you won't mean a thing
Heard that song on the radio she forgot where she had to go
And you won't mean a thing
Heard that song on the radio she forgot where she had to go
And you won't mean a thing
Heard that song on the radio she forgot
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