Marty, come back to the future with me Can't you see that I'm lonely? Can you see what I see? Marty, come with me to the past 'Cause I need to go back So come back with me, ...sonic bonding sort of thing That I need help, this doctors are neglecting me And I'm losing my speech Oh, Marty ...sonic bonding sort of thing, that I need help 'Cause I'm growing old, and I'm losing my teeth Oh... So come back with me, come back with me... Come back with me, oh, Marty