Hanging up your call is an elegant solution for us all,
But you won't hear it,
You can't predict my mood,
You can't just come on over on that plane,
Hoping I feel the same.
What if I'm entertaining more of a local girl,
What if I'm misbehaving, you get all choked up,
And say "what do you think you're doing to me?"
It's just misunderstood if the words I say translate to something good,
It's not my intention,
I'm trying to put you off,
If I'm some kind of sickness you're my cough,
And its starting to hurt.
What if I'm entertaining more of a local girl,
What if I'm misbehaving, you get all choked up,
And say "what do you think you're doing to me?"
There's nothing for you anymore here,
There's no lack of love, just correspondence,
And I believe you're giving all dear,
It's not your fault I'm so despondent, no.
What if I'm entertaining more of a local girl,
What if I'm misbehaving, you get all choked up,
And say "what do you think you're doing to me?"