Well I'm sitting on the back of a greyhound
Just about to leave town
Wondering what the hell went on here
And what the hell was going down
But now it's morning
And it's time I moved on
I'm feeling kind of crucified
And me body's feelin' kind of worn
And all I kept thinking was

Hey, hey man
Hey man
Hey, hey man
Hey man

Well I'm in a kind of conversation
With someone they call Jack
Talkin' bout some of the memories
And wishin' that he'd bring them all back

But now it's morning
And it's time I moved on
I'm feelin' kind of crucified
And my body's feelin' kind of worn

After that I don't remember
Much about what went on
But I must of had a real good time
If I wrote it all down there in this song

I said
Don't you know I feel no pain
I don't know what that is
And I never see no shame in stealing one more kiss
You can walk a million miles and you'll never meet yourself
And you're passing through this life
Wishing you were someone else
I said