Finders keepers losers weep
down on 42nd street
bare-foot-children cryin� my-oh-my
i watched you on the avenue
while other men were having you
i think that you should led your caged bird fly
and kiss your past good-bye
kiss your past good-bye
kiss your past good-bye
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
you�ve gotta let if fly
kiss your past good-bye, yeah
and if that bird don�t fly away
there�s just one thing i got to say
it�s later than deuce a 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
there�s no more tears to cry
so kiss your past good-bye
or kiss your ass good-bye
yeah