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Songtexte: Beach Boys. Busy Doin' Nothin'.

I had to fix a lot of things this mornin'
'Cause they were so scrambled
But now it's okay
I tell you I've got enough to do

The afternoon was filled up with phone calls
What a hot sticky day
Yeah yeah yeah
The air is coolin' down

Take all the time you need, it's a lovely night
If you decide to come, you're gonna do it right
Drive for a couple miles, you see a sign and turn
Left for a couple blocks, next is mine you'll turn
Left on a little road, it's a bumpy one

You see a white fence, move the gate and drive
Through on the left side, come right in and you'll
Find me in my house somewhere
Keepin' busy while I wait

I get a lot of thoughts in the mornin'
I write 'em all down
If it wasn't for that
I'd forget 'em in a while

And lately I've been thinkin' 'bout a good friend
I'd like to see more of
Yeah yeah yeah
I think I'll make a call

I wrote a number down but I lost it
So I searched through my pocket book, I couldn't find it
So I sat and concentrated on the number and
Slowly it came to me so I dialed it
And I let it ring a few times, there was no answer

So I let it ring a little more, still no answer
So I hung up the telephone, got some paper and
Sharpened up a pencil and
Wrote a letter to my friend