Alba s touto skladbou:
Loud Like Love,
My computer thinks I'm gay
I threw that piece of junk away
On the Champs-Elysées
As I was walking home
This is my last communiqué
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
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 the people do all day
Is staring to a 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
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
I'll never be there
I'll never be there
I'll never be there
