She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine,
and their doesn't seem a way she won't come and lose my mind.
It's too easy humming songs to a girl in yellow dress
It's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess.
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door
He reminds of a penguin, with few a plastered hairs
There's talcum powder on the letter
And the birthday boy is there.
Chorus:
Why don't you cut your hair?
Why don't you live up there?
Why don't you do what I do
Feel what I feel when I care?
Why don't you be like me?
Why don't you stop and see?
Why don't you hate who I hate
Kill who I kill to be free?
Now they've darkened all the windows
And the seats are naughayde
I've been waiting for an hour
I can't find a place to hide
But being known is wonderful
And speaking I believe
