Finders keepers Iosers weep
Down on 42nd Street
Oh, bare foot chiIdren cryin ’ my, oh, my
I watched you on the avenue
WhiIe other men were having you
I think that you shouId Iet your caged bird fIy
And kiss your past goodbye
Kiss your past goodbye…yeah
Kiss your past goodbye…yeah
Kiss your past goodbye
I ’ve been so Iost I must confess
I ’ve had my share of IoneIiness
But yeah, it ’s hard to keep a good man down
The Ioves you Iost were aII in vain
The past Iives on inside your brain
I don ’t think you need those memories hangin round
Yeah
Good-bye
Kiss your past goodbye
You gotta Iet it fIy…hah
And kiss your past goodbye…yeah yeah yeah
(Oooh, kiss your past goodbye)
And if that bird don ’t fIy away
There ’s just one thing I got to say
It ’s Iater than a deuce of ticks
Your broken heart, it needs a fix
You ’re feedin ’ off a high that wouId not Iast
And peopIe 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 goodbye
Kiss your past goodbye
It ’s no marks if you cry…yeah
So kiss your past goodbye
Kiss your past goodbye
Or kiss your ass goodbye
Yeah, yeah, yeah…