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
Iīve been so lost I must confess Iīve had my share of loneliness But yeah itīs hard to keep a good man down The loves you lost were all in vain The past lives on inside your brain I donīt think you need those memories Hangin?īround, yeah
Good-bye Kiss your past good-bye Youīve gotta let if fly Kiss your past good-bye, yeah
And if that bird donīt fly away Thereīs just one thing I got to say
Itīs later than deuce a ticks Your broken heart, it needs a fix Youīre feedin?off a high that would not last And people they donīt seem to care And sorry just donīt cut it, yeah It seems to me youīre gettin?nowhere fast
So...Kiss...your...past
Or kiss your ass good-bye Kiss your past good-bye Thereīs no more tears to cry So kiss your past good-bye
Or kiss your ass good-bye Yeah
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