Birthday boy, blow out the candles;
Good friends around you, you
Why, why, why won't you sympathize
And tell me where you're
I'd rather be rich, it sounds a little funny;
If diggin'
You thought you had me in your pocket,
But I never
All alone on the road near the other side of
Wanted to show I'm a man;
Say the word and I'll
How many times have you told us:
"Rome wasn't built in
I thought that you thought that we thought we were
A chauffeur dressed in gray, holds a sign, in leather
I recall the look in your eyes, and the way