Once upon a time you dressed so fine you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" you thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud about having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel how does it feel to be on your own with no direction home
A complete unknown just like a rolling stone?
You've went to the finest school all right Miss Lonely but you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
But now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise with the mystery tramp, but now you realize
That he's not selling any alibis as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel how does it feel to be on your own with no direction home
A complete unknown just like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people they're drinking thinking that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things you'd better take your diamond ring,
You'd better pawn it you used to be so amused at Napoleon in rags with the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel how does it feel to be on your own with no direction home
A complete unknown just like a rolling stone?
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