I like it    I don't like it

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

O the has-beens

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