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 communique Down the superhighway All that I have left to say in a single tome Hook 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 A feeling so alone Hook x2 My computer thinks I'm gay What's the difference anyway When all the people do all day Is stare into a phone Hook x2 I'll never be there x4