LONELINESS IS SUCH A CRIME
By KIRK ANDERSEN

I love her I really do.
I love her and I'll always be true.
And one sure thing I'm going to do,

Is say one day "Yes I do".
Until that time I'm wasting my life.
Searching in vain to find a wife.

She's so close yet so far away.
I know that she's a hell of a babe.
And I bet she'd make a hell of a lay.

You know she lives her life and I live mine.
We never seem to find the time.
To get together to wine and dine.
Because loneliness is such a crime.

Loneliness is such a crime.
One of these days I'll make her mine.
We never seem to find the time.
To make love or drink the wine.
Because loneliness is such a crime.

I'm bound and chained by this lonely game.
Over and over I cry out her name.
To lose her now would be such a shame.
I'm head over heels in love with this dame.

You know I once tried it with a whore.
She was so dumb she didn't know the score.
But she kept on asking me to give her some more.
So I ask myself what am I fighting for.

Loneliness is such a crime.
For her I'll always spend my last dime.
We never seem to find the time.
Because loneliness is such a crime.

I'll always love her yes I will.
Because I've got to keep on running up that hill.
Well they say where there is a way there is a will.
But I'm still trying to get my fill.

She loves me and I love her.
So what's the matter you say,
WELL haven't you heard?
The end of the world is on the third.
What a bummer is certainly the word.

Loneliness is such a crime.
We never seem to find the time.
To be together to wine and dine.
Because loneliness is such a crime.
And I'll be lonely till the end of time.