(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)      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