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