(Ian Hunter)
The original mixed up kid Sleeps with the ladies all night Home by the morning light To nothing He climbs in to an empty bed Pillows around his head To hide the tears he sheds For no one And Byron said happiness is born a twin In those who share, for they will always win But what about the man who tries so hard His heart is locked within The original mixed up kid Must have been at the end of the line When they gave out the forms to sign For someone And he can't make up his mind where he wants to go Ain't there a heaven? Ain't there a hell? Well, he just don't know For in a crowded street, where he can see the sleet When the other men just see the snow The original mixed up kid Be on your conscience bound For they turned him upside down For nothing