This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket 
Reminds me I had twenty 
What somebody said to someone 
You'd think that worries him 
Laid out on the newsstands 
Read the sinful publications

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again

So we walk on different streets 
Taking time no one seems to notice 
Outside you're all smiles 
When inside I know you're hurtin'

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again

This crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket 
Reminds me I had twenty 
What somebody said to someone 
You'd think that worries him

See the haze on commonplace streets
You're back again