Mr. Lonely - Venice

I’m a man, they say, who lives the ideal

A fancy home and a telephone in my automobile

Old friends they tell me I’m a lucky kind of man

Not a few would kill to do the things that I can

Got a reputation and your name on the door

Don’t mean a thing to me, there’s something I want more…

Mr. Lonely, try to understand

She’s the only, the wants and the needs of a driven man

Mr. Lonely, she’s got me on my knees

She’s the only, money can’t buy what money can’t see

The streets are lined with men she’s had for a while

She chews 'em up and spits 'em out, service with a smile

And as I lay me down, I toss in my bed

She runs too deep, I just can’t sleep, she’s stuck in my head

Why can’t you be happy with the things that you’ve got?

'Cause the only thing I want is the thing that I have not…

Mr. Lonely, try to understand

She’s the only, the wants and the needs of a starving man

Mr. Lonely, they’re dancing with my girl

She’s the only, I’ve got everything in this world

But I’d throw it all away, just to have her for a day

No, it’s got to be… eternally…

An early grave is where she’s driving you to

You’d think that I would stop, but there’s nothin' I can do

Mr. Lonely, never could understand

She’s the only, the wants and the needs of an honest man

Mr. Lonely, got me on my knees

She’s the only, my money can’t buy what my money can’t see

Mr. Lonely, am I too young? Am I too old?

She’s the only, am I too hot? Am I too cold?

Mr. Lonely, it’s gone too long, I can’t go on

She’s the only, but I won’t go 'cause she’s all I know

Why can’t you be happy with the things that you’ve got?