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