My telephone wakes me in the morning -- Have to get up to answer the call. So I think I'll go back to the family Where no one can ring me at all. Living this life has it's problems So I think that I'll give it a break. Oh, I'm going back to the family 'cos I've had about all I can take. Master's in the counting house Counting all his money. Sister's sitting by the mirror -- She thinks her hair looks funny. And here am I thinking to myself Just wond'ring what things to do.
I think I enjoyed all my problems Where I did not get nothing for free. Oh, I'm going back to the family -- Doing nothing is bothering me. I'll get a train back to the city That soft life is getting me down. There's more fun away from the family Get some action when I pull into town.
Everything I do is wrong, What the hell was I thinking? Phone keeps ringing all day long I got no time for thinking. And every day has the same old way Of giving me too much to do.
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