There's a boy down the street And he's wondering what the little girl Living next door can do With her big brown eyes and her golden hair He makes plans with a shaking hand And he wonders if the little girl living next door Will realize he's alive Living right there And he's good And he's sincere And he wants that girl to know that he is near But she don't And she won't 'Cause he doesn't go about it right He doesn't go about it right There's a man downtown and he's looking around At boys and girls with money in their hand And he'll take it away, yeah, take it away so fast You know what I mean He looks so good with his cane of wood And on his wrist there's a tight cuff And he's made a lot of money Just acting like that in the past But he is well And he's so strong And he doesn't want the girls and boys to know what's wrong But they will Yeah, you know they will 'Cause he doesn't go about it right He doesn't go about it right Last verse: There's a dog outside with a lot of pride And he doesn't seem to want to use that old oak tree In the middle of the park until it's dark He'd hide his head 'til his tail turns red And he waits for the sun to set So he can lose those troubles on the old oak tree in the park And he waits All alone Babe, and he wants to have a tree that's all his own But it can't be [?] told me 'Cause he doesn't go about it right He doesn't go about it right He doesn't go about it right