Kiss Your Past Good-Bye

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 having you
I think that you should let your caged bird fly

And Kiss Your Past Good-Bye
Kiss Your Past Good-Bye
Kiss Your Past Good-Bye, yeah
Kiss Your Past Good-Bye

I’ve been so lost I must confess
I’ve 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

Good-bye
Kiss Your Past Good-Bye
Kiss Your Past Good-Bye
You gotta let it fly
And Kiss Your Past Good-Bye

(Oh, Kiss Your Past Good-Bye)

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