This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
You'd think that worries him
Laid out on the newsstands
or even sinful publications
Chorus:
See the haze on commonplace streets,
you're back again
So we walk on different streets
Taking time no one seems to notice
Outside you're all smiles
When inside I know you're hurten
(Chorus)
This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
You'd think that worries him
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