Lyrics:

Finders keepers losers weep Down on 42nd Street 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 good-bye Kiss your past good-bye Kiss your past good-bye, yeah Kiss your past good-bye 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 good-bye You've gotta let it fly Kiss your past good-bye, yeah And if that bird don't fly away There's just one thing I got to say It's later than a deuce a 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 good-bye Kiss your past good-bye There's no more tears to cry So kiss your past good-bye Kiss your past good-bye Or kiss your ass good-bye Yeah