We ain’t got time to jungle it about You stole it from the start but now you’ve got to do without I’ve got a careworn Cinderella and I’m not entirely sure If she’ll ever feel the same, the way she felt for me before Swan on my wrist, Schrodinger’s cat in my crypt How goes the bones of Joan’s, I hear you’re hanging out for this Spit in my eye and lipstick on my shirt How goes the bones of Joan’s, ah now tell me when this hurts I’m not a rainy kind of man, I am the sunshine, you are a… you know what you are We ain’t got time to jungle it about You stole it from the start but now you’ve got to do without I’ve got a careworn Cinderella and I’m not entirely sure If she’ll ever feel the same, the way she felt for me before Out with the old and in with the new How goes the bones of Joan’s, yeah I’m talking to you I’m not a rainy kind of man, I am the sunshine, you are a… you know what you are We ain’t got time to jungle it about You stole it from the start but now you’ve got to do without I’ve got a careworn Cinderella and I’m not entirely sure If she’ll ever feel the same, the way she felt for me before I know what Dorothy deserves, I’ve been watching her with words I’ve been painting her in blue, I’ve been thinking less of you And what Dorothy deserves, I’ll never put to words She’s fine, she’s fine, she’s not mine She never will be, never was She’s leading us all astray, but hey, hey, hey