Dear Anna - Buck-O-Nine

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

I’m on the couch, and I’m watching TV

Now I know why you had to leave

I’m just a bored suburban punk

And I watch too much trash TV junk

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Understand, please, if you can

That I’ve got a short attention span

I know I’ve got a lot of things to learn

And I’ve got a lot of bad habits to burn

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

When you’re sick and you’ve had too much

Anna, you can come over for lunch

And I’ll cut the crusts right off your white bread

Anna, we can watch the sunset

If it wouldn’t interfere with my programs

Next year

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Dear Anna

Won’t you come back to me?