What could be lonely 'bout What could be lonely 'bout What could be 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout
No, there ain't special 'bout my life My is so not But oh, so comfortably, confusion is my Pleased to meet you baby,
I've got to bring me a little paradise There you are to kiss me, must you always live now? But I always see you right in the middle of everybody's Singing everybody me there But wants to put me down
What could be 'bout you? What could be lonely you, baby?
immaculately touched And they love you so Whatever's 'bout you makes me totally convinced That my own personal gravity serves me
Oh, why am I misinterpreting my guilt? My happiness me sad somehow And I'm no guardian angel but I can you mine They're tickling all my depressions
So melancholy's bringing me a of what he calls paradise I'm bored my elation, it humors me to tears sometimes But always manages to put a hickey in everybody's mind Why does want me here But no one here can give me why
What could be lonely 'bout What be lonely 'bout you, baby?
You're immaculately And they you so much Whatever's lonely you makes me totally convinced That my own personal gravity serves me
Why do I do everything disintegration I'm grieving my patience's patience And all information tells me is No one to be down here But was dumb enough to come
What could be lonely 'bout could be lonely 'bout you, baby?
You're touched And they you so much Whatever's 'bout you Only me totally convinced That my own
Yes, I'm convinced that my own personal Yes, I'm totally convinced that my own serves me well