Find me wrecked in the mornin' I'm waiting for the wheels to get rollin' Starving got a head ache crawling Some say, I'm only harmless Yeah baby, harmless Praying, waiting for the sunset Complaining, just to hear myself talking Broke down, so lonely-hearted, someday When the show gets going Yes, baby going And everybody starts singing "man he looks a wreck" Singing "what a charming little mess" Singing "wonder if he'll see next week" Catch me, down the drain twisted Pinch me, just to see if I'm breathing Bleeding, it's only when I'm singing I know I can never see clearer Oh yes baby, clearer And everybody starts singing "man he looks a wreck" Singing "what a charming little mess" Singing "wonder if he'll see next week" And everybody starts singing "man he looks a wreck" Singing "what a charming little mess" Singing " I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week" Singing "man he looks a wreck" Singing "what a charming little mess" Singing " I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week" Singing "man he looks a wreck" Singing "what a charming little mess" Singing " I wonder baby, if he'll ever, gonna see next week"