(Not A Second Time)
I don’t know why I cry
At my age I wonder why
I cry with blues
And now I’ve lost my mind
A rubber room you must find
I cry
I’m so low-oh
You're telling me to stop my whine
And still I cry
Make such a racket, wearing a straight jacket
No, no, no, not another time
I don’t know why I cry
At my age I wonder why
I cry with blues
And now I’ve lost my mind
A rubber room you must find
I cry
I’m so low-oh
You're telling me to stop my whine
And still I cry
Make such a racket, wearing a straight jacket
No, no, no, not another time
Not another time
Not another time
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no (not another dime)