Nowhere Fast

There is this girl I know

She hates my guts I love her so

But I've got a simple mind

It thinks just this: she will be mine

I tell her "I like your dress"

She says I'm sick, disturbed, obsessed

Well I don't know what that's about

She won't say why she won't go out with me

 

She keeps tellin' me she doesn't need a reason

And all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassed

But I just got to be her first or at least her last

And I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

 

I had a shirt designed, it has her face pressed into mine

I never wear it, I keep it new

She says she'll kill me if I do

I'm puzzled and perplexed, I'm overwhelmed and under-sexed

And I still can't figure why she says she'd rather die than be with me

 

She keeps tellin' me she doesn't need reasons

And all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassed

But I just got to be her first or at least her last

And I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

 

She'd like to see me drown in my own tears

Well that's all right

Even if it takes a hundred years

Well that's all right

Yeah that's all right

 

She keeps tellin' me she doesn't need reasons

And all my friends think that I'm bein' outclassed

But I just got to be her first or at least her last

And I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

I'm getting nowhere fast

Getting nowhere

I'm getting nowhere fast

Getting nowhere

I'm getting nowhere fast

Songtext: Morse, Neal