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 Yeah 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 It seems to me you´re gettin´ nowhere fast So Kiss...Your...Past Or kiss your ass good-bye Kiss Your Past Good-Bye It´s no marks if you cry Kiss Your Past Good-Bye Kiss Your Past Good-Bye Or kiss your ass good-bye Yeah