Tim Finn
They Won’t Let My Girlfriend Talk to Me
I can't sleep at night
Keep seeing men all dressed in white
And they won't let my girlfriend talk to me

I said, "What's goin on? You're just showin' off
Well, I'm crackin' down on your crackin' up"
Then she up and left, it was lunacy
So they locked her up, threw away the key
In the name of modern medicine therapy

There's nothing wrong with her
That a dose of me won't cure
But they won't let my girlfriend talk to me

I'm gonna batter down all the hospital walls
Make 'em feel just about this tall
Go prowling through the corridors
Bounding through the canteen
They're gonna feel so mean, mean, mean

I'm not asking for much
But I feel so out of touch
And they won't let my girlfriend talk to me

They won't let her talk
Won't let her talk to me
They won't let her talk
Won't let her talk to me