well, I don’t spend any time in that corner of the roomn‘cause it’s too close to the doornand I’m sure you’ll come knockin’ soonnenough to feed me a line about all the things you have to donyou know, I have things to do toonyou’re not the only one who has to do themn(uh uh)nnso I’ll lay here for awhilenthen finally get on my feetnI start to shuffle down the streetnI stuck my tongue inside my cheeknbefore I pulled up a seatnat that lousy corner barnwhere all the showoff Bedford artistsnsit discussing who they are--nnI’m getting bored nof being bored nI need attention nI feel ignored!nn(that’s right)nnwell i can't take it anymore ni kick my stool and slam the door nif there's a remedy for thisni'm sure i probably can't afford itnbut i'll try anythingnat that time i had a foolish plannto mouth off to a polish mannand have him kick my teeth innjust for something to doni might have a problemni need a cluennwell when i finally got back upni cracked a smile and dusted offnand then i smoked another cigarettenand threw it at my silhouetteni should call it a daynmaybe come up with something else that might benbetter for my self-esteemnor better for my healthnni'm just so borednof being boredni need some attentionni feel ignored!