Badfinger

Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through
And Im not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, too
You got no feeling, youve been dealing all the wrongs
Your lies are stealing Lord, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager Youre messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager Dont think I need that kind of strife
Its the same old story, we all know it to the end
But without your boring glory, we could live again
You got no feeling, youve been dealing all the wrongs
Your lies are stealing God, I think you should be gone
Hey, Mr. Manager Youre messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager Dont think I need that kind of strife
Laying down these lines This songs especially for you
It may be simple But in some ways, so are you!
Hey, Mr. Manager Youre messing up my life
Hey, Mr. Manager Dont think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strife
Waiting for the phone to tell me
You and I are through.
[ Hey, Mr. Manager Lyrics ]