Milly

I have no need of you, stepping off this train, you don't need much view, i hate to be alone, or see anyone anyway, on the street or Metro, i haven't got a clue, but you're no an angel, asking what's your due, you arranged the loans, introduced me to the crew, put jelly on my bones, stay with the truth, now my voice is raised, i'm not your issue, before my groans, you tried to erase, everything i called a home, i sing successful tunes, in this special way, truth is a bitter fruit, can't get around the news, when the old man passed away, no one sang the blues, but i danced every day.