Lonely-Phobia - The Rutles

You look forlorn, too tired to yawn

As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon

Your face is drawn

You’ve got lonely phobia

And I only hope ya get better

You sit and stare, beyond all care

But mirrors don’t lie and the look in your eye

Is showing your despair

You’ve got lonely phobia

And I only hope ya get better

Another love could set you free

But you’re afraid (afraid)

To go (to go)

Another love may prove to be

No better than the devil you know

It’s late (it's late) at night (at night)

You feel (you feel) uptight (uptight)

Your lover’s in bed while the thoughts in your head

Are far (are far) from light (from light)

You’ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better

Another love could set you free but you’re afraid (afraid)

To go (to go)

Another love may prove to be no better than the devil you know

You look forlorn, too tired to yawn

As pale as a moon on a bright afternoon

Your face is drawn

You’ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better

You’ve got lonely phobia and I only hope ya get better