WELL, DON'T YOU COME KNOCKING ON MY BACK DOOR|I'VE SEEN A HALF A DOZEN HURRICANES LIKE YOU BEFORE|BLOW THROUGH, AND I DON'T LIKE THE LIKES OF YOU||SO I'M CLOSIN' THE BLINDS AND LOCKIN' THE GATE|TOO BAD BABY YOU'RE A LITTLE TOO LATE|AND IT'S SAD BUT TRUE, YOU AIN'T NOTHIN' NEW||YOU GOT THE SAME WALK, SAME TUNE|SAME OLD PROMISE OF THE SAME OLD MOON|SAME SCENE, SAME EVERYTHING||SAME SMILE, SAME BLUE EYES|AND AFTER A WHILE YOU'LL TELL THE SAME OLD LIES|SAME STING |SAME EVERYTHING||MAYBE YOU'RE AS HARMLESS AS A GARDEN SNAKE|BUT I'M TELLIN' YOU THE OTHERS STARTED OUT THAT WAY|AT FIRST, AND THEN IT WENT FROM BAD TO WORSE||SO NOW YOU'RE TALKING TO ME FROM A BOOK OF POETRY|TO TRY TO TRICK ME INTO THINKING HOW IT'S GONNA BE|BUT EVERY LINE AND VERSE, WAS SO WELL REHEARSED||CAUSE YOU GOT THE SAME WALK, SAME TUNE|SAME OLD PROMISE OF THE SAME OLD MOON|SAME SCENE, SAME EVERYTHING||SAME SMILE, SAME BLUE EYES|AND AFTER A WHILE YOU'LL TELL THE SAME OLD LIES|SAME STING |SAME EVERYTHING|| YOU GOT THE SAME WALK, SAME TUNE|SAME OLD PROMISE OF THE SAME OLD MOON|SAME SCENE, SAME EVERYTHING||YOU DRIVE THE SAME BROWN, BROKE DOWN TRUCK|AND BRING THE SAME, SAME STRING OF BAD, BAD LUCK ON ME|SO YOU SHOULD JUST LET ME BE||SAME WALK, SAME TUNE'|