Little Red Light Lyrics - Welcome Interstate Managers - Fountains Of Wayne

Sitting in traffic on the Tappan Zee 

Fifty million people out in front of me 

Trying to cross the water but it just might be a while 

Rain's coming down I can't see a thing 

Radio's broken so I'm whistling 

New York to Nyack feels like a hundred miles 

It's not right, it's not fair 

I'm still a mess and you still don't care 

I go to work, I come back home 

But you're still gone and I'm still alone 

And the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

On my big black plastic Japaneses cordless phone 

Oh no, oh no 

Stuck in a meeting on Monday night 

Trying to get the numbers to come out right 

I'm getting tired, I think I just might need a drink 

And as I'm reaching in the bottom drawer 

I'm dreaming 'bout the way it was before 

Life was so easy I never really had to think 

It's not right, it's not fair 

I'm still a mess and you still don't care 

I go to sleep when I wake up 

The pain sets in and it never stops 

And the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

On the desktop mailbox of my big black laptop 

Oh no 

It's not right, it's not fair 

I'm still a mess and you still don't care 

I go to work, I come back home 

But you're still gone and I'm still alone 

And the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

No, no the little red light's not blinking 

On my big black radio shack digital portable phone 

Oh no, oh no, oh no