All right, come on now      Well it's Sunday afternoon   I'm sitting in my living room   And I'm stung by love   Baby, don't care about me      She got a place on the North End Road   I been around, the curtains were closed   And I'm stung by love, stung by love   Baby, don't care about me      I got the growing man blues   Can't get it on the National Health   I got the growing man blues   Guess I'll have to get it myself      Come on, all right   Yeah yeah      Well, I follow her around   She means another [Incomprehensible]   And I'm stung by love   Baby, don't care about me      I'm shy [Incomprehensible]   It's about eleven when she turns off the light   And I'm stung by love, stung by love   Baby, don't care about me      I got the growing man blues   Can't get it on the National Health   I got the growing man blues   Guess I'll have to get it myself      Yeah oh no yeah hey hey oh yeah oh   Oh all right, yeah      He's got the growing man blues   Can't get it on the National Health   I got the growing man blues   Guess I'll have to get it myself, all right