I like a beggar with no luck
I‘m holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
You stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me ... excuse me Mr .
I‘ve been waiting in line
And I‘d like to buy some of your time
I‘m very anxious, eager, willing
What‘s your billing?
So please excuse me Mr .
You‘ve got things all wrong
You make it feel just like a crime
So don‘t confuse me Mr .
I‘ve known you too long
All I need is a little of your time
For most love comes for free
They don‘t pay the high cost
Of mental custody
I‘ll pay bail for a guarantee
Please make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me ... excuse me mr
I‘ve been waiting in line
And I‘d like to buy
Some of your time
I‘ve been saving up my life
What‘s your price?
So please excuse me Mr .
You‘ve got things all wrong
You make it feel just like a crime
So don‘t