So complicated, so complicated Just wanna blow my horn So complicated, so complicated Just wanna know the score Are you telling me that everything's fine When I can't even tie my shoes Better get into a new frame of mind When I don't have to think about the business no more 'Cause I just wanna blow my horn The telephone is ringing out But it don't understand my blues And how much longer will it take Until they get the news The weather man said it was good He forecast it was truly great So if you change your train of thought You know it won't be late Too complicated, too complicated You know this crazy scene Too complicated, too complicated No one says what they mean Are you telling me that everything's fine When I can't even tie my shoes Better get into a new frame of mind When I don't have to think about the business no more 'Cause I just wanna blow my horn.
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