Everybody talks so much You don't ever say a thing But I like to hear the sound of your voice I rarely find it irritating If the cosmos has a plan I hope it tells you what you want to hear Maybe later on When everyone's just standing around You can be in the clear If you want to become a bum Find someone who adores you in every way If you want to jump off a big tall Find someone who might talk you out of it When a hurdle pops up in the road You got to take a pretty good run You might keep me young I've been working nine to five Give or take an hour maybe two Leaves eight hours every night To do what I want to do Short days hot nights That's the way it really ought to be Everybody wants someone exotic Who is in love with the ordinary