Barbara H.

For a small girl
Barbara sure has got a big crush
The kind that makes you want to break stuff
And blame it on a man you don't know
She came down to
New York City in a big bus
Nine hours driving and you can't just stay home
So it doesn't matter which way you go
And now all day the radio's been
Playing the same song
Can't shake that tune, but it's okay
Maybe the world isn't so small
Barbara knows it doesn't matter at all
And each day
Barbara wakes up in a bad way
Tells me quietly she has absolutely nothing to say
But I don't seem to mind
When she says she won't listen to the band play
She hates songs that never seem to go away
Now neither will mine
And now all day the radio's been
Playing the same song
Can't shake that tune, but it's okay
Maybe the world isn't so small
Barbara knows it doesn't matter at all
And now all day the radio's been
Playing the same song
Can't shake that tune, but it's okay
Maybe the world isn't so small
Barbara knows it doesn't matter at all
Barbara knows
Barbara knows it doesn't matter at all
At all, at all, at all