I'm A Painter First, And A Musician

I'm A Little Young For Retirement.

Heaven's Full Of Astronauts And The Lord's On Death Row.

Oh It Gets So Lonely When You're Walking And The Streets Are Full Of Strangers

They Paved Paradise And Put Up A Parkin Lot With A Pink Hotel, A Boutique, And A Swingin' Hot Spot Don't It Always Seem To Go That You Don't Know What You Got Till It's Gone

Do You See How You Hurt Me, Baby? So I Hurt You Too. Then We Both Get So Blue. I Am On A Lonely Road And I Am Traveling, Looking For The Key To Set Me Free.