A bla, bla, bla parrot

I was down and depressed
She walked in and lectured me
Telling me what I should do
What could help me
Bla, bla, bla, like a parrot
I did not even have a chance to cut in
She got on my nerves
Shut up woman
Why wouldn’t she just listen
That’s what I really needed
Her theory of pessimistic
And that of optimistic
Was none of my business
What to do now
Shut my ears
No need even to pretend listening
What she said was not recorded