Excuse me
Youre wearing out my joie de vie
Grabbing those good years again
I want to be alone
Excuse me
Im not the man I used to be
Someone else crept in again
I want to be alone
Excuse me please
Im looking for Lost Angeles
Soaking up the sin again
I want to be alone
You got the money back, thats okay
Who needs a Cadillac anyway
I got the medicine, make you see the light
Call me in Alaska if it all turns out right (Allright)
Excuse me please
Youre standing on my memories
Stealing souvenirs again
I want to be alone
Leave me alone, I wanna be alone...
You got the money back, thats okay
Who needs a Cadillac anyway
I got the medicine, (to) make you see the light
Call me in Alaska, if it all turns out right
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