Saw a man about fifty or so
  He looked lonely but his eyes were bright
  He was walking up the Holland Park Road
  And I stopped him to ask for a light
  He practacally froze when I spoke
  But eased when he saw my cigarette
  Then I saw as he lit up my smoke
  Beneath his coat he was naked and wet
    With eyes full of shame
  For he knew that I knew
  He slumped to the wall with a moan
  I said "I know there's no name
  For what you go through
  But how can you do it alone."
    I crossed the street to the local newstore
  Flicked through some cheap magazines
  Beside me some schoolkid I saw
  Push some girlie mags down into his jeans
  The shop girl was watching amazed
  Asked me to call for the police.
  She screamed at his blushing young face
  And he escaped into the streets.
    With eyes full of shame [etc.]
    Do it alone, how can you do it alone,
  I need your help, so I can do it by myself.
  Do it alone, don't have to breathe down a phone
  I ain't got a clue, 'bout the things that you do
  But how...can you do it alone.
    How can you do it.
    Back at the flat my girl sat in the shower
  And wasn't too keen on me sharing
  She came out well after an hour
  And by that time I was past caring
  Some women it seems have the knack
  Of attaining that stars in their dreams
  They simply relax and lay back
  While people like us scratch our jeans.
    With eyes full of shame
  And I know it must show
  I slump - and I fall and I groan
  Will somebody explain
  What I need to know
  How can you do it alone.
    How can you do it.
    How can you do it without any help
  How can you do it all by yourself.