Well, You Take It All For Granted,

So It Should Come As No Surprise,

But You Big Balloon Is Gonna Burst

Right Before Your Eyes.



Well, You Always Call Your Mama,

Just For Sympathy,

But I Tried To Show You Years Ago,

So Don't Come Cry To Me.



CHORUS:

And It's Your Last Chance

The Night Is Over,

Last Chance For Love.

Well, If You Blame It On The Bossa Nova,

Can't Blame It When I'm Gone.



Well, You Call Me Up For Favours,

You Say That It's My Turn.

Well, I'll Be Your Staff

While My Hear Runs Dry

And Watch Your Bridges Burn.



Well, I Saw Your Guardian Angel,

You Said I Can't Refuse. Well, I'd Take The Chance,

But It's Hard To Dance

In Size 8 Concrete Shoes.



CHORUS

Well, You Take It All For Granted,

So It Should Come As No Surprise,

But You Big Balloon Is Gonna Burst

Right Before Your Eyes.