Excuse me

You're wearing out my joie de vie

Grabbing those good years again

I want to be alone



Excuse me

I'm not the man I used to be

Someone else crept in again

I want to be alone



Excuse me please

I'm looking for Lost Angeles

Soaking up the sin again

I want to be alone



You got the money back, that's okay

Who needs a Cadillac anyway

I got the medicine, make you see the light

Call me in Alaska if it all turns out right (Allright)



Excuse me please

You're standing on my memories

Stealing souvenirs again

I want to be alone

Leave me alone, I wanna be alone... [repeated several times]



You got the money back, that's okay

Who needs a Cadillac anyway

I got the medicine, (to) make you see the light

Call me in Alaska, if it all turns out right