Lost in a 403

I was out buzzing around
With some pals the other night
I saw a real fine honey
She was really out of sight

She was a sight to behold
All decked out in blue and green
All the colors of the earth
On a groovy nature queen

I begged her for her number
Told her I’d call every day
She said baby times have changed
And it doesn’t work that way

She gave me her web address
Said I could drop her a line
And that if we hit it off
We’d get together some time

Chorus:
Call me old fashioned
My fingers still do the walking
What good are words on a screen
We could already be talking
Where is Alexander Graham Bell
In the 21st century
My browser keeps saying
I’m lost in a 403

If this is a TV show
Call it lost in cyberspace
I’ve looked for her everywhere
But I haven’t seen a trace

I can’t believe she would do it
But I guess she must have lied
A modern Dear John letter
Message says access denied

Chorus:
Call me old fashioned
My fingers still do the walking
What good are words on a screen
We could already be talking
Where is Alexander Graham Bell
In the 21st century
My browser keeps saying
I’m lost in a 403

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