"One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do." Well, duh. It's one. That's what "lonely" means.
"No one heard at all, not even the chair." Do chairs usually hear you, Niel?
"Somebody's knockin' at the door. Somebody's ringin' the bell.
Somebody's knockin' at the door. Somebody's ringin' the bell.
Do me a favor, open the door and let him in."
Paul, this is not a lyric, this is rambling.
"Lord I was born a ramblin' man..." This is not stupid. This is, in fact, one of the best songs ever. It's here only because I wanted to end on a positive note.
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