It's never quite complete

It's never ever discrete

But people disappear

And there are people you meet

They come from everywhere,

But not just anywhere

They all got stories to tell,

They all got secrets to keep

Then you find someone you like and maybe you go for a bite

You start to feel secure, you think it's something you like

But, as you're passin' by you kinda wanna cry

You thinking maybe she even saved your live

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets

So I was shooting the shit

Like I could handle it

Like I could like on the dole

And run around trading bikes

And go crawl in a hole

When it gets too cold

With nowhere to be

And nowhere to go

And no boss to call my own I'm just wettin' a line

My time is mine it'd be so divine

Then you meet someone that seems to know the ropes

Knows how to cheat a con that knows life's a joke

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets

So then you bend the law

But when it finally breaks

It breaks over your head

And leaves you in its wake

And then she calls her dad

And lies about the cash

And then she bales you out

Then you feel like an ass

Where had you gone, you bee gone for so long

I heard you're calling yourself a vagabond

You're living out on the lamb and you got yourself in a jam

You got nothing to eat, when I see you again I'll see you out on the street

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets

She keeps me off the streets