When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you!
You say it’s your birthday! Well it’s my birthday too, yeah!
I think you’re gonna feel like you belong.
I got no love, no love you’d call real
Ain’t got nobody, waitin’ at home.
Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say. Every silver lining’s got a touch of grey…
Big bill collectors, they ring my phone, they bother me when I’m not at home.