My account is overdrawn, my car slid down the hill I'm givin' up, I've got no more to give My beagle bit the vet, and my daughter's on the pill And my fiscus plant has lost it's will to live
I owe Mastercharge my life, I've got adolescent skin My doctor says I can't use any salt My waist is getting thick, but my hair is getting thin And my house is on the San Andreas fault...
I need your help, Barry Manilow I'm miserable and I don't know what to do Sing me a song, sing it sad and low No one knows how to suffer quite like you
My shrink is out of town, my love life is a joke My ex-wife sold my diary to Rona All my ashtrays are overflowed, and I don't even smoke And my sinuses came back from Arizona...
(Spoken) "Hello, Mandy? It's me. I'm here at the Copa. You know, the Copacabana. I know I don't write the songs that make the whole world sing but I do know one thing, Mandy... I can't smile without you... Forget Lola... Remember that weekend in New England? I thought then that This could be the magic at last... Now here I am... Tryin' to get the feelin' again!"
I need your help, Barry Manilow I'm all alone and sitting on a shelf Sing me a song, sing it sad and low I feel like feeling sorry for myself
I need your help, Barry Manilow Your songs can really comfort the unlucky Sing me a song, sing it sad and low I wish I didn't have to feel so yucky... I wish I didn't have to feel...
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I owe Mastercharge my life, I've got adolescent skin My doctor says I can't use any salt My waist is getting thick, but my hair is getting thin And my house is on the San Andreas fault...
I need your help, Barry Manilow I'm miserable and I don't know what to do Sing me a song, sing it sad and low No one knows how to suffer quite like you
My shrink is out of town, my love life is a joke My ex-wife sold my diary to Rona All my ashtrays are overflowed, and I don't even smoke And my sinuses came back from Arizona...
(Spoken) "Hello, Mandy? It's me. I'm here at the Copa. You know, the Copacabana. I know I don't write the songs that make the whole world sing but I do know one thing, Mandy... I can't smile without you... Forget Lola... Remember that weekend in New England? I thought then that This could be the magic at last... Now here I am... Tryin' to get the feelin' again!"
I need your help, Barry Manilow I'm all alone and sitting on a shelf Sing me a song, sing it sad and low I feel like feeling sorry for myself
I need your help, Barry Manilow Your songs can really comfort the unlucky Sing me a song, sing it sad and low I wish I didn't have to feel so yucky... I wish I didn't have to feel...
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