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Hey, Mr. Manager
by Badfinger
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Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through
And I'm not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, too
You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs
The lives you're stealing
Lord, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager
You're messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
Don't think I need that kind of strife
It's the same old story, we all know it to the end
But without your boring glory, we could live again
You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs
The lives you're stealing
God, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager
(You're) messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
(Don't) think I need that kind of strife
I'm laying down these lines
This song's especially for you
It may be simple
But in some ways, so are you
Hey, Mr. Manager
You're messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
(Don't) think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strife
Waiting for the phone to tell me
You and I are through.
Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through
And I'm not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, too
You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs
The lives you're stealing
Lord, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager
You're messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
Don't think I need that kind of strife
It's the same old story, we all know it to the end
But without your boring glory, we could live again
You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs
The lives you're stealing
God, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager
(You're) messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
(Don't) think I need that kind of strife
I'm laying down these lines
This song's especially for you
It may be simple
But in some ways, so are you
Hey, Mr. Manager
You're messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager
(Don't) think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strife
Waiting for the phone to tell me
You and I are through.
