Christo's in the library
Christo's on the phone
He carries home the bacon
Like another piece of stone
He might have played the circuit
But he hasn't got his own
And he's cruisin', only cruisin'
Bobby's got a jug of wine
To keep him warm inside
He follows down the wind
And comes and goes just like the tide
Don't ask him to be humble
When he's livin' off his pride
And he's cruisin', only cruisin'
5 a.m. the wagon rolls out
Picking up the ones who froze
Some they put away
And some they burn
Some get through the night
And they just lie there
Prayin' for a chance to take their turn
There's a time under heaven
If not a purpose as they say
A time for everything
And this has got to be the time
For cruisin', only cruisin' away
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