Lost Love:

I see him over there
But he doesn't see me,
He's just sitting there
In the freaking street.

What could he be doing
It's so hard to say,
If he doesn't move so
Then he's going to pay.

He looks alittle familiar
Oh what is his name,
Whoever picks him up first
Then it's all in fair game.

Cause he could be gone
When I get over to him,
Someone else could see him
And break leg or limb.

To hook up with him
And go their merry way,
Man it looks like today
It's not my lucky day.

I'll go home broke again
Until that day that I will,
Find me a lost penny
If that is God's will.