Oh, when, oh when, will Jenny come and knock on me?
Her punctuality's virgin or a shocker
She called me yesterday
Said she called around today
Oh, well, oh, well, I guess there is a reason
Maybe her action we thought it would be treason
Hey, hey, Jenny, am I free?
You're always doing this to me
But I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone and television
I don't mind at all
My grief and heart just falls apart
When you depart again
When she comes knocking, knocking at my door
She's forgotten, forgotten like before
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

I'm forgotten
Can't you see?
I feel rotten
I'm sorry
I'm forgotten
Can't you see?
I feel rotten
Oh, baby, baby, my conscience is a question
And your validity is hurting my digestion
You said you'd come out tonight
But all that's come is a night
But I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone
And television
I don't mind at all
My grief and heart just falls apart
When you depart again
When she comes knocking, knocking at my door
She's forgotten, forgotten like before
You're sorry, you've forgotten
I can see you feel rotten
You're sorry, you've forgotten
I can see you feel rotten
But I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone
And television
I don't mind at all
My grief and heart just falls apart again
No, I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone
And television
I don't mind at all
My grief and heart just falls apart again


When you depart again
But I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone and television
I don't mind at all
My brief and hard just falls apart
When you depart and then starts up again
But I don't mind, I don't mind at all
I've got my telephone and television
I don't mind at all