JOE is so disoriented by his disease, he goes in the other room and plays the title cut from an old Jeff Simmons album, and sings along with it.
JOE: Lucille Has messed my mind up But I still love her Oh I still love her Lucille Has messed my mind up But I still love her Oh I still love her Lucille Has messed my mind up But I still need her you know I need her
Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille? Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille? Whatcha tryna doota me Lucille? You got me goin outa my mind
Lucille Has tore my heart up But I still love her I really love her Lucille Has tore my heart up But I still need her You know I need her
She treats me like my heart Is made of stone She runs around And leaves me home All alone She doesn't answer When I call her on the phone She messed up my mind I'm cryin' alia the time