I'm A Poached Egg Without Toast

I’m a haunted house that hasn’t got a ghost
When I’m without you
I’m a mousetrap without a piece of cheese
I’m Vienna without the Viennese
I’m DaVinci without the Mona Lis-
I’m skies without blue
When you don’t hang around I’m a kangaroo without a hop
When will you show me that as Romeo you’re not a flop
I’m Western without a hitching post
I’m a network without a coast-to-coast
Just a poached egg without a piece of toast
Each time I’m without you
I am Venice without a gondolier
Or Milwaukee without a glass of beer
Could be Switzerland without a mountaineer
When I’m without you
Like Columbus without Queen Isabel
Neiman Marcus without a thing to sell
Mr. Hilton with only one hotel
And what can I do?
Each time you wander hinder and yonder, don’t know where I’m at
I only know I’m lonely so I’m here to tell you that
I’m a girlfriend without a thing to boast
Any egghead would have me diagnosed
As a poached egg without a piece of toast
Each time I’m without you
I’m a poached egg