I hate to do this    But you're a pain in the neck    I thought you knew this    You're handing me a canceled check       You're so helpless    Your girlfriends think you're a saint    I'll give you a quarter    I'll keep my judgements to myself       And I get caught up in the moonlight    Reaching out for a rotten egg    I don't want to beg    It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone       Count your blessings    And do the things that you should    O the has-beens    Never had it so good       Stormy weather    The kids are making a racket    In the wilderness    The wild lives are so mild       And I get caught up in the moonlight    Reaching out for a rotten egg    I don't want to beg    It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone       And I get caught up in the moonlight    Reaching out for a rotten egg    I don't want to beg    It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone