No more named Johnny I've been broken too much before The girls are on display in the window And the boys are in the freezer room I've been crushed by too many Johnnies And I never want to hear that name There's a fist full of flowers in the window That you gave me when I got off the plane You've been chasing me Falling down those spring-fed wells Before farewells Oh those fond farewells Oh they get us every time No more named Johnny I've been standing in the rain since June I wound up my watch 'til I broke the springs Now I'll never have the time for you You're a cold and lonely Johnny Do you ever drive an ice cream truck Off the highway to a clear cut track To that dirty place where we got stuck? You can be sure I'll never whisper that word