Too Many Friends

My computer thinks I'm gay
I threw that piece of junk away
On the Champs-Elysees
As I was walking home
This is my last communicate
Down the super highway
All that I have left to say
In a single tome
I got
Too many friends
Too many people
That I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for
`cause I'll never be there
If I could give it all away
Will it come back to me someday
Like a needle in the hay
Or an expensive stone
But I got a reason to declaim
The applications are to blame
For all my sorrow and my pain
I'm feeling so alone
I got
Too many friends
Too many people
That I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for
`cause I'll never be there
My computer thinks I'm gay
What's the difference anyway
When all that people do all day
Is staring to the phone
I got
Too many friends
Too many people
That I'll never meet
And I'll never be there for
I'll never be there for
`cause I'll never be there
I'll never be there