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
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