nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue
sedan And I am doing the best that I can All the
eunuchs, they were standing in rows singing,
"Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly
can." Sad song, last dance and no one knows who
the band was And Henry, you danced like a wooden
Indian Except this one mattered and I felt it had
a spirit And I shot the story because I didn't
hear it that way And it's hard to be a human being
And it's harder as anything else And I'm lonesome
when you're around And I'm never lonesome when I'm
by myself And I miss you when you're around