if you want me, you can find me

left of the center off of the strip

in the outskirts,in the fringers

in the corner out of the grip

when they ask me "what are you looking at?"

i always answer "nothing much"

i think they know that, i'm looking at them

i think they think, i must be out of touch

but i'm only,in the outskirts

and in the fringers, on the edge

and off the avenue,and if you want me

you can find me, left of the center

wondering about you

i think that somehow

somewhere inside of us, we must bw similar

if not the same, so i continue

to be wanting you, left of the center agains the train

if you want me, you can find me

left of the center off of the strip.