Commonplace Streets

This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
YouЂ™d think that worries him
Laid out on the newsstands
Or even sinful publications
Chorus:
See the haze on commonplace streets
YouЂ™re back again
So we walk on different streets
Taking time no one seems to notice
Outside youЂ™re all smiles
When inside I know youЂ™re hurten
(chorus)
This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket
Reminds me I had twenty
What somebody said to someone
YouЂ™d think that worries him
(chorus)