Some days are disasters, that you wish could just end. Other days are bastards, just like a bad boyfriend. But it makes me feel much worse than this, to see a face maske with a frown. I'm not telling you to smile, but don’t be down. Don’t be down, my friend, don’t do your wrist any harm.
You don’t belong on a funny farm. And I’d rather see you in a party dress than in a hospital gown.
I’m not telling you to smile, but don’t be down. Do, do, do, do, do, do.