Good morning,
Ms. Painful.
What do you want me to do today?
I've no choice any longer.
So
I just put on my naked clothes,
step into my shoes, and go down on the street.
Yeah.
It's so nice, so
nice on a sunny day to stand outside and stay that way.
It's the same old car a hundred
times a day.
As he rolled down his window and I hear me say,
Hi honey pie,
how about you and I?
He looks and stares and glances at me,
I smile,
but on the inside,
I cry.
Yes,
I cry,
or I die.
It's so nice, so
nice on a
sunny
day to
stand outside and stay that way.
I've no choice any longer.
So I just put on my naked clothes,
step into my shoes, and
go down on the street.
Yeah.
He turns into the traffic,
finding an exit,
leaving Ms. Painful to remain the same.
It's so nice, so
nice on a sunny day to stand
outside
and stay that way.
It's so nice, so
nice on a
sunny
day to stand outside and stay that way.