Hard Luck Story

Don't ask me to love my neighbour Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favours I won't lend a hand And if I had real power Then I could disappear Wouldn't have to be around you I'd sink into the atmosphere Then I wouldn't hear Your hard luck story It's a hard luck, a hard luck story Don't ask me to tip the waiter For he is underhand I can tell he is a woman hater And he is a nasty man Within reach lies all desire