You're home late and you smell
Of the music that you make
All my patience, all my love
That's now all at stake
And it amounts to a lot
And it seems like I'm trying and you're not
So do something about me
Do something about me
Do something about me
And do it soon, my friend
My rock 'n' roll friend

You're an old wreck on a reef
Off some god-forsaken lonely coast
Return, yeah, to your fans
Because they need you the most
For I have my use
And I used to have a lot more
And do something about me
Do something about me
Do something about me
And do it soon, my friend
My rock 'n' roll friend

Your hands, your hands loosen my hair
As you pull down on both my straps
Ancient angry motions now
Lovers have to do their laps
So come here, come hither
My only loved one
So do something about me
Do something about me
Do something about me
And do it soon, my friend
My rock 'n' roll friend