(Sam Hogin/Phil Barnhart/Mark D. Sanders)

She Said "It's Just A Woman Thing" And Pulled Out Of The Drive
I Said Not To Worry I'm An Understanding Guy.
I've Heard That When You Love Someone, You Gotta Let Em Go.
She Hollered "When I Find Myself You'll Be The First To Know."
Ooh No News

I Learned To Do The Laundry, Feed The Cat, And Clean The House.
I Promised To Be Patient While She Worked Her Problems Out.
When She Packed Her Bags, Her Destination Wasn't Clear;
But I Sensed That Her Intentions Were Honest And Sincere.
Ooh No News

She Could Telephone, Tell A Friend, Tell A Lie About Where She's Been.
Send A Pigeon, Send A Fax; Write It On A Post-it Pad.
Send A Signal Up In Smoke, Tap It Out In Morse Code.
I'd Prefer A Bad Excuse To No News

Her Mama's Been A Little Vague As To Her Whereabouts.
Her Sister Says "I'm Certain Your Romance Is Headed South."
I Don't Have A Single Doubt That She's Still In Love;
My Level Of Anxiety Is Just A Product Of
Ooh No News

She Could Telephone, Tell A Friend, Tell A Lie About Where She's Been.
Send A Pigeon, Send A Fax; Write It On A Post-it Pad.
Send A Signal Up In Smoke, Tap It Out In Morse Code.
I'd Prefer A Bad Excuse

She Missed Her Bus, Missed Her Plane; Surely This Can Be Explained.
Lost Her Car At The Mall; Got Locked In A Bathroom Stall.
Playing Guitar With The Band; On The Road With Pearl Jam.
Buried With The Grateful Dead; Came Back As A Parrot Head.
Got Derailed, Got De-iced; Offered As A Sacrifice.
FBI, CIA; If They've Seen Her They Ain't Saying.
No News
Still No News!