My girl"s mad at me
I didn"t wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I"d had enough of her
Why can"t she see
She"s lovely to me?
But I like to stay in
And watch t.v. on my own
Every now and then

My 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 heard
Why can"t I explain?
Why do I feel this pain?
"Cause everything I say
She doesn"t understand
She doesn"t realise
She takes it all the wrong way

My 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 light
I 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