I'm a man, they say, who lives the ideal
A fancy home and a telephone in my automobile
Old friends they tell me I'm a lucky kind of man
Not a few would kill to do the things that I can
Got a reputation and your name on the door
Don't mean a thing to me, there's something I want more…
Mr. Lonely, try to understand
She's the only, the wants and the needs of a driven man
Mr. Lonely, she's got me on my knees
She's the only, money can't buy what money can't see
The streets are lined with men she's had for a while
She chews 'em up and spits 'em out, service with a smile
And as I lay me down, I toss in my bed
She runs too deep, I just can't sleep, she's stuck in my head
Why can't you be happy with the things that you've got?
'Cause the only thing I want is the thing that I have not…
Mr. Lonely, try to understand
She's the only, the wants and the needs of a starving man
Mr. Lonely, they're dancing with my girl
She's the only, I've got everything in this world
But I'd throw it all away, just to have her for a day
No, it's got to be…eternally…
An early grave is where she's driving you to
You'd think that I would stop, but there's nothin' I can do
Mr. Lonely, never could understand
She's the only, the wants and the needs of an honest man
Mr. Lonely, got me on my knees
She's the only, my money can't buy what my money can't see
Mr. Lonely, am I too young? Am I too old?
She's the only, am I too hot? Am I too cold?
Mr. Lonely, it's gone too long, I can't go on
She's the only, but I won't go 'cause she's all I know
Why can't you be happy with the things that you've got?
