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