A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedan And I am doing the best that I can All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows Singing: Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit And I shot the story because I didn't hear it that way And it's hard to be a human being And it's harder as anything else And I'm lonesome when you're around And I'm never lonesome when I'm by myself And I miss you when you're around