A Nanny in Manhattan

Here I go out the door
Of my apartment before
I miss my train and there’s no way that is happening
'Cause my girl you see
Has been doing things without me
So I’m going to see
What goes without me
Is my ex a film critic?
And now living as a nanny in Manhattan
Hear this from me
Some folks are telling jokes about the
Secrets she writes all the words
For each and every one of those songs about people that you know
From the train to the car
And as we drove I kept calling
Leaving cute one liners there on your machine like
«I'm looking in your window
And there’s some guy looking back at me»
Please tell me what the hell is happening
Well your ex, the film critic
Is now living as a nanny in Manhattan
Hear this from me
Some folks are telling jokes about the
Secrets she writes all the words
For each and every one of those songs about people that you know
This is what I mean
And if it sounds mean
It’s because you ain’t actin' like a friend
Like our last phone call
Forget to chill
You need to know
And don’t ever talk to me that way again