I hate to do this, but you're a pain in the neck, I thought you knew this, you're handing me a canceled check.
You're so helpless, your girlfriends think you're a saint, I'll give you a quarter, I'll keep my judgements to myself.
And I get caught up in the moonlight, Reaching out for a rotten egg, I don't want to beg, It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone.
Count your blessings, and do the things that you should, Oh, the has-beens that never had it so good.
Stormy weather, the kids are making a racket, In the wilderness the wild lives are so mild.
And I get caught up in the moonlight, Reaching out for a rotten egg, I don't want to beg, It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone.
And I get caught up in the moonlight, Reaching out for a rotten egg, I don't want to beg, It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.