[intro: playful piano riff with bluesy guitar, setting a mischievous tone] [verse] Well, I’m just sittin’ here, mindin’ my own biz, long retired and chillin’, but I guess that’s showbiz. Neighbors are whisperin’, wonderin’ why, so I guess that makes me a Me, Myself, and Why? [verse] They say, ā€œHe’s got bad breath, he only comes out at night, his eyes are too shifty, and his clothes too tight.ā€ One lady said, ā€œMust be a vampire curse,ā€ ā€˜cause I’m a night owl, so I guess that makes things worse. [chorus] Oh, it’s Me, Myself, and Why? Just a man alone under the sky. I don’t get all the fuss, but people gonna lie, makin' stories 'bout Me, Myself, and Why. [verse] ā€œHe robbed a bank in Peru, or so I hear, and he hides in his yard with a shovel and a beer.ā€ Some say, ā€œNo family, so must be a test tube guy,ā€ I tell ya, folks, they’re reachin’ sky-high. [harmonica instrumental hook] [bridge: guitar solo with a jazzy, tongue-in-cheek flair] Maybe I’m strange, maybe I’m odd, but buryin’ bodies?! That’s a full-time job!! If cats go missin’, don't look my way, I swear I’m innocent - well, mostly, - okay?! [chorus] Oh, it’s just Me, Myself, and Why? Gossip's so thick it could reach the sky. I’m just one old man, just tryin’ to get by, livin' just Me, Myself, and Why. [verse] Some say I’m crazy, others say way too cold, a mystery wrapped in tin foil and mold. I’d invite ā€˜em all over, but then what’s the use? They’d think I'd put poison in their juice. [instrumental hook] [chorus] Oh, it’s Me, Myself, and Why? The legend, it's whispered, I can’t deny. People keep sayin' what a curious guy, ā€œWhat’s with that man - just Me, Myself, and Why?ā€ [outro: playful piano riff, guitar fade with a wink] So let ā€˜em wonder, just let me be, it’s just Me, Myself, and your mystery. I’m not a vampire, nor a big bank thief, just a quiet ol' man lookin' for some relief. [end]