I hate to do this But you're a pain in the neck I thought you knew this You're handing me a canceled check You're so helpless Your girlfriends think you're a saint I'll give you a quarter I'll keep my judgments to myself And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't want to beg It's crystal clear Your time is nearly gone Count your blessings And do the things that you should O the has-beens That never had it so good Stormy weather The kids are making a racket In the wilderness The wild lives are so mild And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg It's crystal clear your time is nearly gone Awe And I get caught up In the moonlight Reaching out for a rotten egg I don't wanna beg