Text: Mark McGuinn. Busy Signal.

She said, somethin's come up again
I'll try to call when I get in
She's the busiest girl I know
We've hardly even talked in days
It never used to be this way

Now, she's always on the go
Today, when I called her she was
Walking out the door
We used to talk for hours
But she doesn't have time anymore

She's always on the run, gotta meet someone
The day's too pretty, gotta get some sun
Needs a little time alone or talkin' on the phone
But even when she answers, when I call
I get a busy signal

She's got time for everyone else
Why can't she fit me in as well?
She should know my time is free
Is it that I did somethin' wrong
Or did someone new come along
And steal her love away from me?

I could leave another message
But really, what's the use
Even if she calls back
Probably get another excuse

She's always on the run, gotta meet someone
The day's too pretty, gotta get some sun
Needs a little time alone or talkin' on the phone
But even when she answers, when I call
I get a busy signal

I think she's giving me the run around
Trying to let me down easy
Wish she wouldn't string me along
Just keeps me holding on as far as I can see
She doesn't need me

She's always on the run, gotta meet someone
The day's too pretty, gotta get some sun
Needs a little time alone or talkin' on the phone
But even when she answers, when I call
I get a busy signal

She's always on the run, gotta meet someone
The day's too pretty, gotta get some sun
Needs a little time alone or talkin' on the phone
But even when she answers, when I call
I get a busy signal