Lyrics Trouble - Nicolette Larson

You yelled: "Hey"
When your car wouldn't start
So you got real nervous 'n'
Started to cut your heart out
Now you're so fat your shoes
Don't fit on your feet
And it's tailor-made
Oh, Mama lay your head down in the shade

Cause your eyes are lifted and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you
Gonna write a letter 'n' I'll send it away 'n'
Put all the trouble in it you had today

Well, your telephone rang 'n' you went "oh, ho"
'N' you forgot about this 'n' you forgot about that
But you gotta get back to what you're doin'
Goodbye click that so 'n' so
You're an island and on your own
'N' you yelled: "Hey" when the shove blew up
Upset why yes
Now the footprints on your ceiling
They're almost gone
'N' you wonder why oh, Mama
Lay your head down don't you cry

Cause your eyes are lifted and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you
Gonna write a letter 'n' I'll send it away 'n'
Put all the trouble in it you had today.