Rang her up and her father said, "She's gone,
You're too late boy, she's already been taken."
Rang again, what her father said was wrong.
"It's not true boy, daddy was mistaken."

What am I to do about it
What am I to do about this thing
There's no way I can feel about it
'Cause I don't even know how much I love her

I consider you expendable
You might as well pack your bags and go
I don't need you, my whole world revolves around me
Inflate my ego