We talk on the phone You think we're alone But Pat is behind me nose down in the blow The body is sick stuck to the loo It's comin out both ends while I'm thinkin of you Ooh it's so true Arrested en route by the motorcycle brute Had to jump and hit the deck cuz I was thinkin of you Stuck in a van like sardines in a can Keep the thing on the road Mr Hangover Man Sometimes love is such a waste Hide the cash it will fail me if you can't Give me a DUI cuz I almost Done U In Electronics fail now let the circuits burn After I change your mind before you start to run My mind is hummin and the tech is strumming Some guitar that rots into the back of my mind Gotta find me another one to keep me from holding on To the notion that art is about the artist not the tool Insanity is about the sane & not the fool Sometimes love is such a waste