My old sofa wouldn't fit through my new door My new lamp has a three-way switch and drops three-way discs of light next to me on the floor My window's open so I can smell the neighbors I can't see They cook with spices across the alley Pull up a chair, 6:15 Here's my new mystery Here's my new work Here's my new shirt I'll have to forgive me, I've got so much to do And you'll have to forgive me when I talk like there's someone else in the room.