then
verse 1
I woke up early on
a Friday night
My head was spinning
from the neon light
Took pills and whiskey
just to ease my pain
My tears were falling
down like acid raindrops
verse 2
Ain't got no one that
I can call my own
I do my talking
on the telephone
I get my comfort
any way I can
Don't get no love
from any girl or man
Chorus 1
Ain't got no one
that I can call my own
I do my talking on
the telephone
Truly comfortable
truly comfortable
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so
verse 3
I hear the music on the radio
I watch the people as they
come and go Another day
goes by I stayed at home
I've got your pictures
but I'm all alone
verse 4
Look in the mirror
and I see myself
A perfect picture
of my fading health
No one there who wants
kitchen and I drink a cup
Chorus 2
Ain't got no one
that I can call my own
I do my talking on
the telephone
Truly comfortable
truly comfortable
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so
Bass Solo
Guitar Solo
then
Instrumental
Verse 5
on a Friday night
This time around I'll
take a different flight
I took my chances any
way I could I tried
my hardest but it's
just no good
Verse 6
Look at the pictures
thrown across the floor
I don't believe that
I can take much more
I pull the covers way
above my head The ceiling
crumbles all around my bed
Chorus 3
Ain't got no one
that I can call my own
I do my talking on
the telephone
Truly comfortable
truly comfortable
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so
I've never been so