Lyrics:

city streets and rolling carsthe only sound you can hearbut you know you might be wrongjust look right over hereback up against the wallhands on the bottleyou're gonna walk on bybut then he crys you gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta..take that sinner boy homewrap him up, keep him warmhe won't do you no harmtake him home right awayhe's got no place to staylet him walk right inside your homego on and ask him his namelet him try to explainwhat the world done him wrongtell the man, lift him uptake away the paper cupone more inside him won't do him no goodsinner boytake that sinner boy homewrap him up, keep him warmhe won't do you no harmtake him home right awayhe's got no place to staylet him walk right inside your hometake that sinner boy homewrap him u