Well I'm thinking about all the losers
  Who showed up to make this scene
  Where did they go when things didn't work out,
  When they burned out on the streets?
  And I'm wondering where I could find the people
  Who left me behind
  To wander these streets so all alone
    Cuz these old streets I'm still wandering down
  And I'm wondering about all the wonderful people
  Who used to hang around and
  If they got and if they got what I've still never found
    Yesterday I saw this one old girl
  But it just wasn't quite the same
  And she said it's been years
  Yeah it's been years
  Since anybody's called me by that name
    But these old streets I'm still wandering down
  And I'm wondering about all the wonderful people
  Who used to hang around
  And if they got and if they got what I've still never found