don't need to be alone, no need to be alone
i've got extreme blues.
i don't know what else to
talk about
with you ,
dr. el-jay
i don't
know what
else to
talk with
you about
but i can't tell myself to leave
[damn, i'm broke. my feet hurt.]
and joe says he won't give me gas money.
i'm telling you you're coming to my party.
i really don't know what else to say
i guess it hardly matters anyway
so i should just go do some strummin and singin and work it all out the way it has to go, you know?