Lyrics:
I wish the telephone had not been inventedBecause I keep picking it up to sayStupid things to youThe rain has stopped for nowBut I know it's not endedNo sense in tryingI cannot be protectedNo sense in worryingI can't be protectedNo sense in tryingI cannot be protectedYeahWonderful and sadHow can you be so?WonderfulI wish that happiness could just be pretendedThe closest thing to that isA bottle of whiskey, dearI'd write a letter homeBut I don't know where to send it.No sense in tryingI cannot be protectedNo sense in worryingI can't be protectedNo sense in tryingI cannot be protectedYeahWonderful and sadHow can you be so?Wonderful