Lyrics: Sinatra

I can't move her
Obsessed with protection
This is a bad idea
She needs affection
What, me?

Drive around town forced to talk
Pass that church again
Where's a parking spot
It's Sinatra's world
She just lives here
I hate everything as much as
I hate me

What's the best for me?

She doesn't see me
I don't care
Just move around some and
Fix your stare
I had more fun
Took half the time
Cost three bucks, buy a magazine

What's the best for me?