Im the only one down here Whos got nothing to say About the war Or the rice That keeps going astray on its way to bombay. And the smog that keeps polluting up our shores Is boring me to tears. Why dont you call me, miss odell? Im the only one down here Whos got nothing to fear From the waves Or the night That keeps rolling on right up to my front porch. The record players broken on the floor, And ben, he cant restore it. Miss odell. I can tell you Nothing new Has happened since I last saw you. And Im the only one down here Whos got nothing to say About the hip Or the dope Or the cat with most hope to fill the fillmore. And your pushing, shoving, ringing on my bell Is not for me tonight. So, wont you call me, miss odell? Wont you call me, miss odell?