He lives out there somewhere...beyond the
Land of the lost...i hate me when i find...
That i laugh the most
With no cares out in his chair...just watching it all go by...
He dances on occasion...on the roadside
Why do people say...i think that he is strange and crazy, maybe...someone's gotta give...and show him how to live today
I can be the one.
Here she comes, she's another one...
With tangled hair, in need of love...she tries to hide her face...from everyone in every place
Why do people say...i think that she is strange and crazy, maybe...someone's gotta
Give and show her how to live...today
I can be the one...