He wakes up at half eleven
Mad at women he's not getting
Checking in on his reflection
Tell me son now are you winning

In the line for deli coffee (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Daddy's voice comes back to haunt him
All the good boys go to heaven
But the club is full and he can't get in

He says "Why can't I get what's mine, why-y-i-y-i, why
I've waited all my life, why-y-i-y, why"
What's going on, whats going on
These nights alone [?]
What's going on, whats going on
Whats going on

Girls just get the wrong impression, (yeah yеah yeah)
When he says hе's worth a million, (yeah yeah yeah)
And all the gigs in town are taken
By immigrants, machines and women

He says "Why can't I get what's mine, why-y-i-y-i, why
I've waited all my life, why-y-i-y, why"
"Why can't I get what's mine, why-y-i-y-i, why
I've waited all my life, why-y-i-y, why"