(What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you?) No There ain't nothing special 'bout my life My egoism is so not But oh so comfortably confusion is my life, Pleased to meet you baby 'Cause I've got infinity to bring me a little paradise... There you are to kiss me Must you always live right now? But I always see you right in the middle of everybody's life Singing everybody wants me there But everybody wants to put me down What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you baby? You're immaculately touched And they love you so much Whatever's lonely 'bout you Only makes me totally convinced that my own personal gravity serves me well Why am I always misinterpreting my guilt? My happiness makes me sad somehow And I'm no guardian angel but I can loan you mine They're tickling all my precious depressions So melancholy's bringing me a little of what he calls paradise I'm bored with my elation It humors me to tears sometimes But always manages to put a little hickey on everybody's mind Why does everybody want me here But no one here can give me reasons why? What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you baby? You're immaculately touched And they love you so much Whatever's lonely 'bout you Only makes me totally convinced that my own personal gravity serves me well Why do I do everything "dis"integration likes? I'm grieving with my patience's patience And all constant information tells me is... No one wants to be down here but Everyone was dumb enough to come What could be lonely 'bout you? What could be lonely 'bout you baby? You're immaculately touched And they love you so much Whatever's lonely 'bout you Only makes me totally convinced that my own personal Yes, I'm totally convinced that my own personal Yes, I'm totally convinced that my own personal Gravity serves me well