Sittin' at the gas station with a pocket full of changenWith a pocket full of dirt and cryin'nWith my feelings hurtnWell, I could use some companynSpendin' my last twenty-five penniesnAnd I could probably use a drinknEven though I don't drinknWell, it's time: Maybe a drinknnSittin' on the corner whistling a little thingnWhile I'm fishingnNow, a piecenFrom my life back to the teethnTalking to you well I'm talking to you andnnI been walkin' way too longnTryin' to see what's going onnI don't think I know what's happeningnI guess I should just move alongnAnd find some companynSit on a bench in the citynSomebody offered me a drinknEven though I can't thinknnWell, it's two and it's sunny, it's me and it's moneyn'Cause just pass me by and I'm seriousnAll we gotta do is find a way, goddamnnnIf we can gonWe can come back againnIf hawks can gonThen they can come back again