Please don't write in red ink on my application, honey baby I filled out the application to be a human being She put it on the stack with all the others And I walked out on to the street And I lit my telephone and answered my cigarette And started to weep because I heard a joke And I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon I filled out the application to be a man I signed my name so hard I nearly broke my hand And I lit my telephone and answered my cigarette And started to laugh because I saw something sad And I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon I filled out the application to be released I won't say that is has been a drag, no But I am looking forward, can't you see Because I am sick of answering my cigarette And eating my telephone And laughing out of my ear And I am sick of these weird tears from my heart And I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon I hope my papers go through I hope to hear from you soon Please don't write in red ink on my application, honey baby Please don't write in red ink on my application, honey baby Please don't write in red ink on my application baby