Paul Foglino
Are you lonely? Dissatisfied?
Can't stand your present job, afraid of getting fired
Depressed? Staring at the late night tube
You could call that number but you'd just get someone just like you
Well, I feel that way too
Just the same as you
Like it's getting worse before it's getting better
I've got troubles of my own
But as long as you're alone
Stick with me and we'll be alone together
Beer is warm, dinner's cold and greasy
Even when life isn't hard it always seems uneasy
All alone, nobody seems to care
Everybody's got some place and you don't fit in anywhere
You wonder, will you always have to live in doubt
Sometimes you feel just like Hank Williams used to sing about
Through the window, the night's so still
And if you listen you can hear that lonesome whippoorwill