Excuse me You're wearing out my joie de vie Grabbing those good years again I want to be alone
Excuse me I'm not the man I used to be Someone else crept in again I want to be alone
Excuse me please I'm looking for Lost Angeles Soaking up the sin again I want to be alone
You got the money back, that's okay Who needs a Cadillac anyway I got the medicine, make you see the light Call me in Alaska if it all turns out right (Allright)
Excuse me please You're standing on my memories Stealing souvenirs again I want to be alone Leave me alone, I wanna be alone... [repeated several times]
You got the money back, that's okay Who needs a Cadillac anyway I got the medicine, (to) make you see the light Call me in Alaska, if it all turns out right