| Song | Hey, Mr. Manager |
| Artist | Badfinger |
| Album | Head First |
| 作词 : Evans | |
| Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through | |
| And I'm not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, too | |
| You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs | |
| Your lies are stealing Lord, I think you should be gone | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You're messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don't think I need that kind of strife | |
| It's the same old story, we all know it to the end | |
| But without your boring glory, we could live again | |
| You got no feeling, you've been dealing all the wrongs | |
| Your lies are stealing God, I think you should be gone | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You're messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don't think I need that kind of strife | |
| Laying down these lines This song's especially for you | |
| It may be simple But in some ways, so are you! | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You're messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don't think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strife | |
| Waiting for the phone to tell me | |
| You and I are through. |
| zuò cí : Evans | |
| Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through | |
| And I' m not alone, I guess that everybody wants it, too | |
| You got no feeling, you' ve been dealing all the wrongs | |
| Your lies are stealing Lord, I think you should be gone | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You' re messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don' t think I need that kind of strife | |
| It' s the same old story, we all know it to the end | |
| But without your boring glory, we could live again | |
| You got no feeling, you' ve been dealing all the wrongs | |
| Your lies are stealing God, I think you should be gone | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You' re messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don' t think I need that kind of strife | |
| Laying down these lines This song' s especially for you | |
| It may be simple But in some ways, so are you! | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager You' re messing up my life | |
| Hey, Mr. Manager Don' t think I need that kind of, that kind of, that kind of strife | |
| Waiting for the phone to tell me | |
| You and I are through. |