Hey, Mr. Manager – BadfingerBy Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are throughAnd I’m not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, tooYou got no feeling, you’ve been dealing all the wrongsYour lies are stealing Lord, I think you should be goneHey, Mr. Manager You’re messing up my lifeHey, Mr. Manager Don’t think I need that kind of strifeIt’s the same old story, we all know it to the endBut without your boring glory, we could live againYou got no feeling, you’ve been dealing all the wrongsYour lies are stealing God, I think you should be goneHey, Mr. Manager You’re messing up my lifeHey, Mr. Manager Don’t think I need that kind of strifeLaying down these lines This song’s especially for youIt may be simple But in some ways, so are you!Hey, Mr. Manager You’re messing up my lifeHey, Mr. Manager Don’t think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strifeWaiting for the phone to tell meYou and I are through. www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20