She's Too Busy

Monday night when i come home
I call my baby on the phone
I say «i'm longing to see you, babe
Maybe, we can fix a date»
She says: no, no i can’t do that
I have to work and then i got to bed
Maybe tomorrow maybe next week
We’ll be dancing cheek to cheek
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
Tuesday morning i count the hours
Till i see my girl and i buy some flowers
I’m shouting and banging on her door
Till my fingers bleed and my knees are sore
She says: no, no i can’t do that
I have to work and then i got to bed
Maybe tomorrow maybe next week
We’ll be dancing cheek to cheek
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
A week’s gone by now i’m okay
Every night i have my way
I dance till my feet are all in blisters
And then i kiss her pretty sister
She says: no, no i can’t do that
I have to work and then i got to bed
Maybe tomorrow maybe next week
We’ll be dancing cheek to cheek
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
In the monday night when i am coming home
I call my baby on the phone…
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?
She’s too busy to dance
She’s too busy to kiss
She’s too busy to make romance
Can you imagine what i miss?