Lyrics:

My girlfriend's yawnin' on a Saturday night
I think we're gonna have a terrible fight
It's half past ten and we forgot the booze
I better call my lawyer before she sues

She's always moanin' about the places we go
Like drive-in movies and rock'n'roll shows
She wants to go out all of the time
Sometimes when I'm kissin' her it's like committin' a crime

The girl says she's bored
With drivin' in a seventy-eight Ford
Champagne, cocktails, kissed and adored
But the girls says she's bored

We went out dancin' but she couldn't find the beat
She didn't like to boogie so she sat in her seat
It's all very well yeah very well for you
But when your girlfriend's yawnin' what can a boy do

The girls says she's bored
With drivin' in a seventy-eight Ford
She's hangin' out of her own accord
But the girl says she's bored

Her daddy doesn't like me
He thinks I'm a punk
'Cause I get a bit crazy
When I get a bit drunk
Her mother found out the girl was on the Pill
And screamed 'It's disgusting I feel a bit ill'

You can see her yawning at nine-thirty in the morning
She says she's got a boring life
Sick of riches and fame and names and games
She'll make some one a terrible wife!

The girl says she's bored
With drivin' in a seventy-eight Ford
Champagne, cocktails, kissed and adored
But the girl says she's bored

The girl says she's bored
With drivin' in a seventy-eight Ford
She's hangin' out of her own accord
But the girl says she's bored

The girl says she's bored
With drivin' in a seventy-eight Ford
Champagne cocktails kissed and adored
But the girl says she's bored

Boring, boring, boring