You painted it golden nugget, you can’t lay a claim
Who’s tryin' to act like he’s just in between?
There it is, baby, don’t you worry no more
Who’s sayin', baby, that don’t mean a thing?
Who’s seein' eyes through the crack in the floor?
Who’s puttin' sponge in the bells I once rung?
Who should be sleepin’ but is writin' this song?
Who’s comin' on like he wanted to be?
Who’s got the feelin' here to keep him alive?
Joinin’ and a listenin’ and talkin’ in rhymes
And who's coming home on the old nine-to-five?
Just singin' and dreamin' of what’s in my mind
Who’s sayin', baby, that don’t mean a thing?
Wishin’ and a hopin’ he weren’t so damned wrong
The night isn’t black, if you know that it’s green
And who’s in the corner and down on the floor?
Stoppin’ the feelin' to wait for the times
Before I can take home what’s rightfully mine
Who’s saying, baby, that don’t mean a thing?
Though havin’ it, sharin’ it ain’t quite the same
With pencil and paper just countin' the score
’Cause nowadays Clancy can’t even sing
’Cause nowadays Clancy can’t even sing
Who’s tryin' to tune all the bells that he rings?
And who’s all hung up on that happiness thing?
Who’s saying, baby, that don’t mean a thing?
Don’t bother lookin', you’re too blind to see
’Cause nowadays Clancy can’t even sing
And takin' my gypsy before she’s begun
