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