Lyrics:

(Barson)My girl's mad at meI didn't wanna see the film tonightI found it hard to sayShe thought I'd had enough of herWhy can't she seeShe's lovely to me?But I like to stay inAnd watch t.v. on my ownEvery now and thenMy girl's mad at meBeen on the telephone for an hourWe hardly said a wordI tried and tried but I could not be heardWhy can't I explain?Why do I feel this pain?'Cause everything I sayShe doesn't understandShe doesn't realiseShe takes it all the wrong wayMy girl's mad at meWe argued just the other nightI thought we'd got it straightWe talked and talked until it was lightI thought we'd agreedI thought we'd talked it outNow when I try to speakShe says that I don't careShe says I'm unawareAnd now she says I'm weak