My telephone wakes me in the morning -- have to get up to answer the call. So I think I'll go back to the family where no one can ring me at all. Living this life has its problems so I think that I'll give it a break. Oh, I'm going back to the family `cos I've had about all I can take.
Master's in the counting house counting all his money. Sister's sitting by the mirror -- she thinks her hair looks funny. And here am I thinking to myself just wond'ring what things to do.
I think I enjoyed all my problems Where I did not get nothing for free. Oh, I'm going back to the family -- doing nothing is bothering me. I'll get a train back to the city that soft life is getting me down. There's more fun away from the family get some action when I pull into town.
Everything I do is wrong, what the hell was I thinking? Phone keeps ringing all day long I got no time for thinking. And every day has the same old way of giving me too much to do.