Nothing tickles my fancy, nothing catches my eye these daysnBut I'm better off this waynIt was nice while it lasted, it was fun for a daynBut I'm better off this waynnOh, don't call me up, I'm quite happy by myselfnAnd I'm sure that you're happy too, with somebody elsennYou're back on the Westside, I'm licking my scratchesnYou're out on the town I'll bet, I'm locking the screen door latchesnIt wasn't all it was cracked up to benBut I'm better off this way, you see.nnDon't call me up, I'm quite happy here by myselfnAnd I'm sure that you're happy too, with somebody elsennNow I'm on the roadside, born under a bad signnI was driving a deathtrap, hey but I can read headlinesnThey say it was high time that we called it a daynBut I'm better off this way, this waynYeah, I'm better off this way, hey-hey-hey-hey,nBut I'm better off this way.n