She's sure a sight
Blue and white
Freckles shining in the moonlight
Did get around
Talk of the town
When my eyes aren't on her they're on the ground
They'd be at her door
Like every night before
I'm looking out my window
The girl next door
The telephone was always ringing
Doorbell was always singing
"I wanna take you out" says every man in this damn town
Oh everyone's too busy
Writing songs for Annie
And they can't spare a few broken lines for me
Oh, oh, oh
Annie spare a few broken lines for me
So four years they passed
Summer never lasts
Except for in her freckled smile on the news broadcast
Still gets around
Faster, faster now
I wish that I could look away
I can't somehow
The world's at her door
Like every night before
She flashed them her freckled smile and nothing more
Some say it was luck again
A little beauty and the right friends
Oh won't you hear me out?
A hundred reasons why anyone could get what she's found
Oh everyone's too busy
Writin' songs for Annie
And they can't spare a few broken lines for me
Oh, oh, oh
Annie spare a few broken lines for me
And, all around me decades shrivelled up and died
So when the devil he found me I had only one thing on my mind
And wondered where Annie was tonight
Oh I was too busy
Writin' songs for Annie
And no one spared any broken lines for me
Oh, oh, oh
Annie spare a few broken lines for me