Lyrics

Sittin' on the curb
penny pitchin' stones
Couldn't help but observe
you walkin' all alone, Hey You!

Don't just walk on by
you pretty little pants
Give a guy a try;
give a guy a chance, Hey You!

I got no money and I'm getting' old
but I got body heat when it's cold
Hey you!

I ain't got no car,
but I still got two feet
Don't get very far,
but near enuff to see, Hey You!

Ain't no passers-by,
looks like the coast is clear
ain't no reason why
you can't bring it over here, yeah you!

I got no 'pointments comin' up today
freed up my schedule so I can play
with you....

I know you are a mover;
you are a shaker too!
So move yer money maker
a little closer boo, Hey You!

The planets are in line;
the stars in deep voodoo
I'm runnin' outta time,
so do the thing you do, Hey You!

I got not prospects
and the future's bleak (but)
this ain't no project,
just a meet-and-greet with you!
Hey You....