I'm leaving my home in Europe behind 
Heading out for a new state of mind 
New York town is calling to me 
Dollar an hour from the company 

Warren Gameliel Harding 
Alone in the White House, watching the sun 
Come up on the morning of 1921 
I just want someone to talk to 
To talk to 
To talk to 

I've got no shoes upon my feet 
I've been all day with nothing to eat 
It sure gets hard down here in the street 
But I know where I'm going to be 

Warren Gameliel Harding 
Playing cards in a smoke-filled room 
Winning and losing, filling the time 
I just want someone to talk to 
To talk to 
To talk to 

Don't go down to the docks tonight 
The cops are nosing around for the site 
We moved the booze just before daylight 
They won't find it now, it'll be alright 

Warren Gameliel Harding 
In Alaska running out of days 
Leaving the ladies, God moves in strange ways 
I just want someone to talk to 
To talk to 
To talk to 

Don't leave me here on such a lonely day... 
Don't leave me here on such a lonely day...