I got sick and tired of living close to you

Petty bourgeoisie sabotage beneath darkened eyes of blue

Can you get the notion?

Can you feel my mind on you?

In every day, in every way the trouble starts anew

You think you're so much better

That I'm a loser without you

I've got news that you won't like, I tell you, dear, it's true

Take the cats and sell the dogs, the future is all new

You won't get far without me, girl, nor I far without you