Lyrics:

I've got a quarter in my pocket
Won't you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone so I can come
Crawling home to you.

Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Well, I'm leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone.

Gonna flip it in the air
Gonna watch it fly
If it's heads I might love again
If it's tails I'll cry.

I've got a quarter in my pocket
Won't you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone so I can come
Crawling home to you.

Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Well, I'm leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone.

Here I am again
On the same old stool
With the same old question
And the mind of a fool.

I've got a quarter in my pocket
Won't you tell me what I should do
Should I put it in the phone so I can come
Crawling home to you.

Or should I put it in the jukebox
And play another heartbreak song
Well, I'm leaning towards the latter
And I really hate being alone.

Well I've got a quarter in my pocket
And I really hate being alone...