Finders keepers losers weep Down on 42nd Street Oh bare foot children cryin' my oh my I watched you on the avenue While other men were havin' you I think that you should let your caged bird fly
And kiss your past goodbye Kiss your past goodbye... yeah A kiss your past goodbye... yeah Kiss your past goodbye
I've been so lost I must confess I had my share of loneliness But yeah it's hard to keep a good man down The loves you lost were all in vain The past lives on inside your brain I don't think you need those memories hangin 'round Yeah
Good-bye Kiss your past goodbye You gotta let it fly... hah And kiss your past goodbye... yeah yeah yeah
(Aaaah kiss your past goodbye) (Ooooh kiss your past goobye)
And if that bird don't fly away There's just one thing I got to say
It's later than a deuce of ticks Your broken heart it needs a fix You're feedin' off a high that would not last And people they don't seem to care And sorry just don't cut it yeah It seems to me you're gettin' nowhere fast
So kiss... your... past Or kiss your ass goodbye Kiss your past goodbye It's no marks if you cry... yeah So kiss your past goodbye Kiss your past goodbye Or kiss your ass goodbye Yeah yeah yeah...
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