sitting on the curb

i remember those days when i had big money, never checked the price it just all came to me, but now a days i'll be pinchin every penny, 5 star dining at my local denny's, i've been sitting on the curb in you neighborhood, looking at the streetlight thinking how i could, just get one response, maybe a glance, but the system has it's rules about the second chance, living by the tracks in the barrio, keeps my welfare state from the don risto, don't be amazed when you see me out of line, i've got my baseball bat to take care of joe grind, thought i was one, baby i'm a fool, because i've been wrong for years, ain't it funny how everybody knows but you, couldn't imagine what else you could do, whoa i'll be craving that wave, ho, ha, craving that wave, ain't it funny how everybody knows but you, couldn't imagine what else you could do, ain't it funny how everybody knows but you, couldn't imagine what else you could do, please spare me your regards baby, time is long when your waiting patiently, that bed used to be so good, now my pillow is a curb in your neighborhood, thought i was one, but baby i'm a fool, because i've been wrong for years, whoa i'll be craving that wave, ho, ha, craving that wave, whoa i'll be craving that wave, ho, ha, craving that wave