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Finders keepers losers weep
Down on 42nd Street
Oh, 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 goodbye
Kiss your past goodbye...yeah
Kiss your past goodbye...yeah
Kiss your past goodbye
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 goodbye
You gotta let it fly...hah
And kiss your past goodbye...yeah yeah yeah
(Oooh, kiss your past goodbye)
And if that bird don't fly away
There's just one thing I got to say
It's later than a deuce of 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 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...
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