You say that I can turn a phrase As well as all the stars with their own shows When I stick to my old-fashioned ways She tells it how it is and she always knows And all the liberties that I take As I stumble through the day That drive the others crazy And seem to spend my sympathy around this world You pay them no mind at all Often I've had a choice of words And uttered the most ineffective Well somehow you see this wicked world And still know a beautiful way to live And there were times when they told me down But you came to save the day And tell me they're all crazy And any number more than two in this old world You pay them no mind at all