this crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
reminds me I had twenty
what somebody said to someone
you think that worries him
laid out on the newsstands
read the sinful publications
see the haze on commonplace streets
you`re back in
so we walk on different streets
taking time, no one seems to notice
outside you`re all smiles
when inside I know you`re hurting
see the haze on commonplace streets
you`re back in
this crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
reminds me I had twenty
what somebody said to someone
you think that worries him
see the haze on commonplace streets
you`re back in