I remember those days when I had big money
never checked the price it just all came to me
but now a days I'll be pinchin every penny
5 star dining at my local denny's
I've been sitting on the curb in you neighborhood
looking at the streelight thinking how I could
just get one response, maybe a glance
but the system has it's rules about the second chance

living by the tracks in the Barrio
keeps my welfare state from the don risto
don't be amazed when you see me out of line
I've got my baseball bat to take care of joe grind
thought I was one, baby I'm a fool
because I've been wrong for years
ain't it funny how everybody knows but you
couldn't imagine what else you could do

please spare me your regards baby
time is long when your waiting pateintly
that bed used to be so good
now my pillow is a curb in your neighborhood
thought I was one, but baby I'm a fool
because I've been wrong for years

Ain't it funny...

Lyrics submitted by darkahuna

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    General CommentIll song pepper is goodness at its finest
    pburke012on January 29, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti cant beleive more people dont like this shit!
    its amazing.
    this song is awsome
    pburke012on February 26, 2007   Link
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    General CommentYeeeeah,
    Kona Repping.
    Chee pono.

    The music vid is the best.
    teritheeninjaon December 16, 2007   Link
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    General Comment=] sitting on the curb
    anniekaitlynon February 28, 2008   Link
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    General CommentFor me, this song is just so carefree.
    Reminds me of this past summer, where my friends and I would just walk to Denny's in the morning before the beach and pay using all change and then chill in the neighborhood
    The best days for sureee
    Fenfen3on April 18, 2008   Link

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