Rodney's Lament

MY DAYS ARE FILLED WITH JOYLESS INTERACTIONS

JUST PROBATE CLERKS, EX-CONS, AND PAROLEES

DO THEIR CHECK-INS THEN THEY LEAVE

THEY NEVER STICK ‘ROUND JUST TO SHOOT THE BREEZE

I GOT NOBODY CHECKIN' IN ON ME

BUT I'LL BE STANDING IN YOUR HALLWAY, LOLA

UNTIL YOU OPEN THE DOOR TO YOUR HEART TO ME