Well I'm thinking about
All the losers who showed
Up to make this scene
Where did they go when things
Didn't work out, when they
Burned out on the streets?
And I'm wondering where I
Could find the people who
Left me behind to wander
These streets so all alone
Cuz these old streets I'm
Still wandering down and I'm
Wondering about all the
Wonderful people who used
To hang around and if they
Got and if they got what
I've still never found
Yesterday I saw this one
Old girl but it just wasn't
Quite the same
And she said it's been years
Yeah it's been years
Since anybody's called me
By that name
But these old streets I'm
Still wandering down and I'm
Wondering about all the
Wonderful people who used
To hang around and if they
Got and if they got what
I've still never found
