I wrote a poem on a dog biscuit
Your dog refused to look at it
So I got drunk and looked at the Empire State Building
It was no bigger than a nickel

And if it don't improve
Then I got to move
I never thought that I would end up here
Maybe I should just change my style
But I feel alright when you smile

I stayed inside on the Fourth of July
I pulled the shades 'cause I didn't wanna see the sky
And I decided to have a bed-in
But I forgot to invite anybody

And when I fell asleep
The neighbors had a peep
I never thought that I would end up here
Maybe I should just change my style
But I feel alright when you smile

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Yeah
Doo-doo, ah
Yeah
Doo-doo, ah
Yeah
Doo-doo, ah
Ah
Doo-doo, ah

Woah