Joan Jett and The Blackhearts Lyrics:
Frustrated

Daddy's got his beer and he's glued to the television
An' Mamma's in the kitchen
With the dishes and the pots and pans
An' I be in my bedroom
Contemplatin' all the living I'm missin'
Just waiting for the day
I won't have to follow someone else's plans

I'm frustrated, my hands are tied
I'm frustrated, my brains are fried
I'm frustrated, no place to hide

Cause they see what they wanna see
An' no one ever knows that I'm lonely
I've got rockets in my sockets
But I got no place to go
An' in my dreams I find my one and only
Then I wake up in the morning
And reality really blows

I said, I'm frustrated, my hands are tied
I'm frustrated, my brains are fried
I'm frustrated, no place to hide

Don't do this, don't do that
Don't go out, come right back
Say no more, such a bore

You can go around in circles, an never find the perfect lover
Steal a glance but never take a chance
So ya stay at square one
Ya make a big mistake
When ya try to tell a book by its cover
Yea know I got a lot but I'd sure like to have a little fun
Fun, that's right

I said, I'm frustrated, my hands are tied
I'm frustrated, my brains are fried
I'm frustrated, no place to hide

© 2001 Blackheart Records
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