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

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