Pinball

And I burn out of pale ale

And I feel like I'm in jail

And my music bores me once again

And I've been on the pinball

And I no longer know it all

And they say that you never know when you're insane

Got fleas in the bedroom

I got flies in the bathroom

And the cat just finished off the bread

So I walk over SoHo

And I read about Monroe

And I wonder, "Was she really what they said?"

Got a call from a good friend

"Come on down for the weekend"

Didn't know if I could spare the time

I knew a woman who was crazy

About a boy who was lazy

But it didn't work out 'cause they just couldn't make it right

Hey, Jude, you were alright

I could've grooved with ya all night

But you turned your back on the party game

Mama, if I keep my head clean

Will I really have a good dream

Or will I wake up in confusion just the same?

And I run out of pale ale

And I feel like I'm in jail

Got the fleas in the bedroom (so I walk over SoHo)

Got the flies in the bathroom (and I read about Monroe)

Got a call from a good friend (I knew a woman who was crazy)

"Come on down for the weekend" (about a boy who was lazy)

Hey, Jude, you were alright (mama, if I keep my head clean)

I could've danced with ya all night (will I really have a good dream?)

And I've been on the pale ale (and I feel like a pinball)

And I feel like I'm in jail (and I feel like a pinball)

And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)

And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)

And I feel like a pinball