(Not A Second Time)

I don’t know why I cry
At my age I wonder why
I cry with blues 


And now I’ve lost my mind
A rubber room you must find
I cry 


I’m so low-oh
You're telling me to stop my whine
And still I cry
Make such a racket, wearing a straight jacket
No, no, no, not another time 


I don’t know why I cry
At my age I wonder why
I cry with blues 


And now I’ve lost my mind
A rubber room you must find
I cry 


I’m so low-oh
You're telling me to stop my whine
And still I cry
Make such a racket, wearing a straight jacket
No, no, no, not another time 


Not another time
Not another time
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no (not another dime)