| Song | You're so Busy (la la la) |
| Artist | Rugburns |
| Album | Taking the World By Donkey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Poltz | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| I called you twenty-seven times from blythe | |
| While i was out on the road | |
| Your stupid sister always picks up the phone | |
| And says that you're not at home | |
| I drink ensure to try and make me look healthy | |
| But i feel like a lightweight | |
| I try to talk real cool, try to act proud | |
| But i still can't get a date | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Now i'm incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| You told me my twig was as good as gold | |
| And now i'm feeling real foolish | |
| The ghosts of all my loves are coming back to haunt me | |
| Now it feels really ghoulish | |
| I read "the art of war" to try to get a battle plan | |
| But i didn't get it | |
| I watch the talk shows and i listen to my therapist | |
| But i still feel like shit | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Now i'm incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| Maybe if i could just walk on water | |
| Then you couldn't ignore me | |
| Or take a swan dive from twenty-seven stories | |
| Could finally set me free | |
| You give me one touch then you cast me aside | |
| Just like a piece of lumber | |
| Ooh, when i call you up and try to get a date, well you say | |
| "here take a number" | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Now i'm incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You're so busy | |
| You're so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la |
| zuo qu : Poltz | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| I called you twentyseven times from blythe | |
| While i was out on the road | |
| Your stupid sister always picks up the phone | |
| And says that you' re not at home | |
| I drink ensure to try and make me look healthy | |
| But i feel like a lightweight | |
| I try to talk real cool, try to act proud | |
| But i still can' t get a date | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| You told me my twig was as good as gold | |
| And now i' m feeling real foolish | |
| The ghosts of all my loves are coming back to haunt me | |
| Now it feels really ghoulish | |
| I read " the art of war" to try to get a battle plan | |
| But i didn' t get it | |
| I watch the talk shows and i listen to my therapist | |
| But i still feel like shit | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| Maybe if i could just walk on water | |
| Then you couldn' t ignore me | |
| Or take a swan dive from twentyseven stories | |
| Could finally set me free | |
| You give me one touch then you cast me aside | |
| Just like a piece of lumber | |
| Ooh, when i call you up and try to get a date, well you say | |
| " here take a number" | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la |
| zuò qǔ : Poltz | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| I called you twentyseven times from blythe | |
| While i was out on the road | |
| Your stupid sister always picks up the phone | |
| And says that you' re not at home | |
| I drink ensure to try and make me look healthy | |
| But i feel like a lightweight | |
| I try to talk real cool, try to act proud | |
| But i still can' t get a date | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| You told me my twig was as good as gold | |
| And now i' m feeling real foolish | |
| The ghosts of all my loves are coming back to haunt me | |
| Now it feels really ghoulish | |
| I read " the art of war" to try to get a battle plan | |
| But i didn' t get it | |
| I watch the talk shows and i listen to my therapist | |
| But i still feel like shit | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la | |
| Maybe if i could just walk on water | |
| Then you couldn' t ignore me | |
| Or take a swan dive from twentyseven stories | |
| Could finally set me free | |
| You give me one touch then you cast me aside | |
| Just like a piece of lumber | |
| Ooh, when i call you up and try to get a date, well you say | |
| " here take a number" | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Now i' m incoherent | |
| Feeling like a loser | |
| You' re so busy | |
| You' re so busy | |
| Like a single parent | |
| In a nuclear winter | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| La la la la |