Looking Tired

Lookin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side You’re gettin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side Ain’t in the right place, to try and change the tide You sit and read, but all you do is moan You sit and read, but all you do is moan Ain’t no wonder, you’re sittin’ there on your own You’re readin’ the cover of a pseudo paperback You’re readin’ the cover of a pseudo paperback Displays about writers, Chaucer to Steinbeck You’re lookin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side You’re lookin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side It’s only yourself, you’re takin’ for a ride You say you won’t change, but do you really care You say you won’t change, but do you really care You can’t do much just sittin’ there in your chair I said, hey babe, hey where you been all night? I said, hey babe, hey where you been all night? Your clothes all tangled, sure ain’t talkin’ right You’re lookin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side You’re lookin’ tired babe, sittin’ there on the side You ain’t in the right place, to try and change the tide