Writing songs for nobody
'Cause no one's here to hear me hum
When it comes to feelin' lonesome
I have a PhD
Doctoring my coke with rum
Walking down the street of Chicago
I see a taxi cab
And it makes me feel so sad
'Cause I remember
Sitting in the back with you
On those waterproof, mustard stained, faux leather seats
In the frosty month of December
Writing songs for nobody
'Cause no one's here to hear me hum
When it comes to feelin' lonesome
I have a PhD
Doctoring my coke with rum
If I could have
Just two minutes of your time
And listen to me make words sound the same
I think I know you think you know what's coming next
I'll probably rhyme with same
So I'm not gonna
Writing songs for nobody
'Cause no one's here to hear me hum
When it comes to feelin' lonesome
I have a PhD
Doctoring my coke with rum
Break it down
Writing songs for nobody
'Cause no one's here to hear me hum
When it comes to feelin' lonesome
I have a PhD
Doctoring my coke with rum
Writing songs for nobody
'Cause no one's here to hear me hum
When it comes to feelin' lonesome
I have a PhD
Doctoring my coke with rum
Doctoring my coke with rum