All Hung Up

Well the other day I passed you on the street
You tried to catch my eye but I retreat
Well I got out quite a while ago
You couldn't figure I'd let you go
It's been along time why can't you see?

That you're all hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be

Well now you try and call me all the time
You must have used up about a million dimes
Well my memorys not so good you see
On all that ancient history
Yet it don't mean that much to me

When you're all hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All right!

Well I tried to open up your mind
I tried to give you love but you declined
Well if my memory serves me well
It was not me that said "Go to Hell"
Oh but how could you forsee

That you'd be all hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be
All hung up on what used to be