Excuse me
  You're wearing out my joie de vie
  Grabbing those good years again
  I want to be alone
    Excuse me
  I'm not the man I used to be
  Someone else crept in again
  I want to be alone
    Excuse me please
  I'm looking for Lost Angeles
  Soaking up the sin again
  I want to be alone
    You got the money back, that's okay
  Who needs a Cadillac anyway
  I got the medicine, make you see the light
  Call me in Alaska if it all turns out right (Allright)
    Excuse me please
  You're standing on my memories
  Stealing souvenirs again
  I want to be alone
  Leave me alone, I wanna be alone... [repeated several times]
    You got the money back, that's okay
  Who needs a Cadillac anyway
  I got the medicine, (to) make you see the light
  Call me in Alaska, if it all turns out right