Strange avenues / Where you lose All sense of direction And everywhere / is main street In the winter sun The wino sleeps / Cold coat With the money section Looking like a record cover from 19 7 1 same scale. But here am I / Warm feet And a limo waiting Shall I make us both feel good? Will a dollar do? But in your streets I have no credit rating And it might not take a lot To be lonesome just like you Heading up and out now from your rock island Really good to have had you here with me And somewhere in the crowd I think I hear a young girl whisper N.C Are you ever lonely, just like me?