Do I look lone

  
ly?
             
I see the shad

 
ows on my face
            
People have to

             
ld me I don't 

              
look the same
              
Maybe I lost w

  
eight
            
I'm playing ho

              
oky, with the 

             
best of the be


st
             
Put my heart o

              
n my chest, so

   
 that you can 

see it too


Oh, well imagi

ne as I'm paci

ng the pews in

 a church corr

idor
            
And I can't he

              
lp but to hear

              
 No, I can't h

              
elp but to hea

              
r an exchangin

       
g of words


"What a beauti

ful wedding Wh

at a beautiful

 wedding, " sa

ys a bridesmai

d to a waiter
            
"And, yes, but

            
 what a shame 

What a shame t

he poor groom'

s bride is


A lonely speak

er in a conver

sation

Her words are 

swimming throu

gh his ears ag

ain
            
There's nothin

            
g wrong with j

              
ust a taste of

            
 what you've p

aid for


I chime in wit

h a
             
"Haven't you p

            
eople ever hea

              
rd of closing 

        
a goddamn door

?"
            
No, it's much 

             
better to face

              
 these kinds o

        
f things

With a sense o

f poise and ra

tionality

I chime in wit

h. . .


The death of a

 bachelor

Oh
             
Letting the wa

 
ter fall


The death of a

 bachelor

Oh
        
Seems so fitti

ng for

Happily ever a

fter

Oh
             
How could I as

 
k for more?
      
A lifetime of 

laughter
            
At the expense

 of the death 

of a bachelor

He senses some

thing, call it

 desperation

Another dollar

, another day
            
And if she had

    
 the proper wo

rds to say,
          
She would tell

 him

But she'd have

 nothing left 

to sell him


Oh, well in fa

ct
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean, technically, our marriage is saved

Well this call

s for a toast

So pour the ch

ampagne
Pour the champagne...

             
Say what you m

            
ean
     
Tell me I'm ri

ght
              
And let the su

            
n rain down on

             
 me
              
Give me a sign

    
   
I want to beli

eve


Woah, Mona Lis

a,
            
You're guarant

              
eed to run thi

   
s town

Woah, Mona Lis

a,
   
I'd pay to see

 you frown
              
I'm walking th

             
e long road, w

            
atching the sk

                     
y fall
              
The lace in yo

              
ur dress tingl

           
es my neck, ho

                   
w do I --


I chime in wit

h a
             
"Haven't you p

            
eople ever hea

             
rd of closing 

a goddamn door

?"
            
No, it's much 

             
better to face

              
 these kinds o

        
f things
              
With a sense o

            
f poise and ra

tionality

I chime in
             
"Haven't you p

              
eople ever hea

              
rd of closing 

            
a goddamn door

             
?"
            
No, it's much 

             
better to face

              
 these kinds o

       
f things
              
With a sense o

            
f poise and ra

tionality

             
At the expense

          
 of what you’v

e paid for