How About A Cheer For All Those

At The End Of The Day, You're Just Phonograph Records.

It Just Seems To Useless To Have To Work So Hard, And Nothing Ever Really Seem To Come From It.

Excuse Me If I Have/some Place In My Mind/where I Go Time To Time.

Buy Me A Drink, Sing Me A Song; Take Me As I Come, Cause I Can't Stay Long.

Yeah And It's Over Before You Know It It All Goes By So Fast Yeah The Bad Nights Take Forever And The Good Nights Don't Ever Seem To Last