| What’s the deal with my brain? |
| Why am I so obviously insane? |
| In a perfect situation |
| I let love down the drain. |
| There’s the pitch, slow and straight. |
| All I have to do is swing |
| and I’m the hero, but I’m the zero. |
| Hungry nights, once again |
| Now it’s getting unbelievable. |
| 'Cause I could not have it better, |
| But I just can’t get no play |
| From the girls, all around |
| As they search the night for someone to hold onto. |
| I just pass through… |
| singing… |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Singing… |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Get your hands off the girl, |
| Can’t you see that she belongs to me? |
| And I don’t appreciate this excess company. |
| Though I can’t satisfy all the needs she has |
| And so she starts to wander… |
| Can you blame her? |
| singing… |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Singing… |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Tell me there’s a logic out there. |
| Leading me to better prepare |
| For the day that something really special might come. |
| Tell me there’s some hope for me. |
| I don’t wanna be lonely |
| For the rest of my days on the earth. |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Singing… |
| Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhhhhhhhhh. |
| Singing… |
| Ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |