| Party Of One |
|---|
| He ain’t filled with the morning |
| He ain’t scared of the dark |
| He doesn’t gotta worry |
| For when it’s all said and done |
| He ain’t even started |
| But he’s already done |
| Now it’s paging Mr. Bitter |
| Party of one |
| He see’s no reason |
| To lie to you |
| Get him full of liquor |
| No telling what he’ll do |
| Now it’s all gone away |
| But he keeps moving from moon to sun |
| Now it’s paging Mr. Bitter |
| Party of one |
| Darkness all around him |
| He ain’t even got a home |
| He ain’t got nobody no one to call his own |
| He’s older but not wiser |
| No one’s fault but his own |
| So it’s paging Mr. Bitter |
| Party of one |
| Now it’s paging Mr. Bitter |
| Party of one |
