Paul Foglino     Are you lonely? Dissatisfied?  Can't stand your present job, afraid of getting fired  Depressed? Staring at the late night tube  You could call that number but you'd just get someone just like you  Well, I feel that way too  Just the same as you  Like it's getting worse before it's getting better  I've got troubles of my own  But as long as you're alone  Stick with me and we'll be alone together  Beer is warm, dinner's cold and greasy  Even when life isn't hard it always seems uneasy  All alone, nobody seems to care  Everybody's got some place and you don't fit in anywhere  You wonder, will you always have to live in doubt  Sometimes you feel just like Hank Williams used to sing about  Through the window, the night's so still  And if you listen you can hear that lonesome whipporwill