Fountains Of Wayne - Little Red Light Lyrics
Sitting in traffic on the Tappan ZeeFifty million people out in front of meTrying to cross the water but it just might be a whileRain's coming down I can't see a thingRadio's broken so I'm whistlingNew York to Nyack feels like a hundred milesIt's not rightIt's not fairI'm still a messAnd you still don't careI go to workI come back homeBut you're still goneAnd I'm still aloneAnd the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingOn my big black plastic Japanese cordless phoneOh noStuck in a meeting on Monday nightTrying to get the numbers to come out rightI'm getting tired, I think I just might need a drinkAnd as I'm reaching in the bottom drawerI'm dreaming 'bout the way it was beforeLife was so easy I never really had to thinkIt's not rightIt's not fairI'm still a messAnd you still don't careI go to sleepWhen I wake upThe pain sets inAnd it never stopsAnd the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingOn the desktop mailbox of my big black laptopOh noIt's not rightIt's not fairI'm still a messAnd you still don't careI go to workI come back homeBut you're still goneAnd I'm still aloneAnd the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingNo, no the little red light's not blinkingOn my big black Radio Shack digital portable phoneOh no
