You must think my bed창?？？s a bus stop
By the way you come and go
I ain창?？？t seen you with the lights on
Two nights in a row
So pack your rusty razor,
And don창?？？t bother with goodbye
Your cup runneth over
But mine is always dry
Standing room only,
But I can창?？？ stand no more
Standing room only
Outside my door
Don창?？？t help me set the table
창?？？Cause now there창?？？s one less place
I won창?？？t lay mama창?？？s silver
For a man who won창?？？t say grace
If home is where the heart is
Then your home창?？？s on the street
Me, I창?？？ll read a good book
Turn out the lights and go to sleep