At times like these when enemies can number more than friends. A friend indeed is what I need, not someone who pretends. I'm on my way, I cannot stay another day.
You're such a pain. Must I explain my every meaning to you? It's such a drag the way you nag at me and make me feel blue. I'm on my way, I cannot stay another day.
You're so pusillanimous, oh yea. Nature's calling and I must go there.
A glass of wine with Gertrude Stein I know I never share. But I don't mind. That's just the kind of cross each man must bare. I'm on my way, I cannot stay another day.
Another day. I know the say that all the world's a stage. I'll play the fool, but as a rule, I'd rather act my age. I'm on my way, I cannot stay another day.