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No one to tell him if he′s wrong
He's cool, he lives alone
Nothing to worry about, he′s on his own
Hail to the man that lives alone
Name no woman, got no wife
Stays available for the good life
Always looking for something new
What kinds of trouble he can get into
So he calls up a friend again
"What time do you have to be in?
How about a little night of sin?"
Hail to the man that lives alone
He'll be making his own coffee
Doing his own shirts
Burn his own cooking
Dear knitter
He'll be taking care of business
Right or wrong
Most of all, he′ll just be being alone
No one to tell him when he′s wrong
He's cool, he lives alone
His only problem is his own
Hail to the man that lives alone
So he calls up a friend again
"Where′s the party? How do I get in?"
Always ready, up and gone
Strange for a man that wants to live alone
And when he's old and tried a score
He has noticed it isn′t there no more
And he's sitting, wondering why he′s alone
Looking at it all, wondering where it's gone
Hail to the man who lives alone
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