I hate to do this 
But you're a pain in the neck 
I thought you knew this 
You're handing me a canceled check 

You're so helpless 
Your girlfriends think you're a saint 
I'll give you a quarter 
I'll keep my judgements to myself 

And I get caught up in the moonlight 
Reaching out for a rotten egg 
I don't want to beg 
It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone 

Count your blessings 
And do the things that you should 
O the has-beens 
Never had it so good 

Stormy weather 
The kids are making a racket 
In the wilderness 
The wild lives are so mild 

And I get caught up in the moonlight 
Reaching out for a rotten egg 
I don't want to beg 
It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone 

And I get caught up in the moonlight 
Reaching out for a rotten egg 
I don't want to beg 
It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone