When I called Jolly old Joe on the phone,
I wondered what it's like to be alone

If all your friends are so far away,
And you are the only one to stay

No friends and no light bulbs to go "Ding! Ding!",
And no Halloween or door bells to ring

Sitting alone in your room,
Working in despair and gloom

Oh how it must be to be alone,
Sitting until you turn to stone