"Hail To The Man" lyrics

"Hail To The Man"

Got no one to tell him when he's wrong
He's cool
He lives alone
Nothing to worry about he's on his own

Hail to the man that lives alone
He lives alone

Needs no woman
Got no wife
Got to stay available
For the good life
Always lookin'
For something new
What kind of trouble
Can he get into
So he calls up a friend, again
What time do you have to be in?
How's about a little night of sin?

Hail to the man that lives alone
He lives alone

Well he'll be
Makin' his own coffee
Doing his own shirts
Burned his hand cooking
Didn't it hurt
He'll be taking care of business
Right or wrong
But most of all he's just there being alone

Got no one to tell him when he's wrong
He's cool
He lives alone
And his only problem
Is his own

Hail to the man that lives alone
He lives alone

So he calls up a friend, again
Where's the party?
How do I get in?
Always ready for something a gone
Seems so strange
For a man who wants to live alone

When he's old and tries to score
He hadn't noticed
It's not there no more
And he sittin' and thinking why he's alone
Looking back over lord
Wondering where it's gone

Hail to the man that lives alone
He lives alone


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