Lyrics:

A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedanAnd I am doing the best that I canAll the eunuchs, they were stand
ing in rowssinging, 'Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can.'Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band
wasAnd Henry, you danced like a wooden IndianExcept this one mattered and I felt it had a spiritAnd I shot the story because
I didn't hear it that wayAnd it's hard to be a human beingAnd it's harder as anything elseAnd I'm lonesome when you're arou
ndAnd I'm never lonesome when I'm by myselfAnd I miss you when you're around