I hate to do this,
  but you're a pain in the neck,
  I thought you knew this,
  you're handing me a canceled check.
  
  You're so helpless,
  your girlfriends think you're a saint,
  I'll give you a quarter,
  I'll keep my judgements to myself.
  
  And I get caught up
  in the moonlight,
  Reaching out for a rotten egg,
  I don't want to beg,
  It's crystal clear your time
  is nearly gone.
  
  Count your blessings,
  and do the things that you should,
  Oh, the has-beens
  that never had it so good.
  
  Stormy weather,
  the kids are making a racket,
  In the wilderness
  the wild lives are so mild.
  
  And I get caught up
  in the moonlight,
  Reaching out for a rotten egg,
  I don't want to beg,
  It's crystal clear your time
  is nearly gone.
  
  And I get caught up
  in the moonlight,
  Reaching out for a rotten egg,
  I don't want to beg,
  It's crystal clear your time
  is nearly gone.