The Lovin' Spoonful — Boredom

[Chorus 1] Boredom Hangin' by myself In a bleak motel Overnight in a small town [Chorus 2] Boredom My mind's countin' time Trucks go rollin' by Pass the pumps and highway signs [Verse 1] Never was a place that felt less like home Never would've come here if I'd only known [Verse 2] That it's a one-channel town and I'm all alone I can't just sit and watch my telephone [Verse 3] 'Cause no one knows my number and it can't be found And there's no good people just kickin' around [verse 4] So here we are together, machines and me I feel about as local as a fish in a tree [Chorus 2] And it's boredom My mind's countin' time Trucks go rollin' by Pass the pumps and highway signs [Bridge] And in this town All the other sounds have ceased And the late, late show died long ago With a few words from a priest [Chorus 1] Boredom Hangin' by myself In a bleak motel Overnight in a small town