I’m taking care of you

You hardly ever call it off—

I don't want no crying all upon my sleeve

I just want somebody who got no place to be

You call me up on Tuesday, I'll be stuck on Sunday night

Looking for some good things to make me feel alright

When I snap my fingers, when I walk the line

When I get my money, I'll be killing time

Time is killing something, it's just too small to care

Running through the jungle looking for your hair

Someone's talking backwards looking for a fight

Putting on a lampshade 'cause you're shining way too bright

I don't want no crying, I don't want no pain

I don't want no lonesome life on a broken train