Everybody claims that they want the best things outta life, ha
But not everyone, not everyone wanna go through the toils and strifes
Like this particular fella, walks around all day long singin'
Sha-na-na, da-da-da, la-da-da, da
Harry Hippie lies asleep in the shade
Life don't bug him 'cause he thinks he's got it made
He never worry 'bout nothin' in particular
But, ooh, he might even sell free press on Sunset
I'd like to help a man when he's down
But I can't help him much when he's sleepin' on the ground
He's like a bottle in water
Harry just float through life
Walks around all day long singin' this song
Woah, woah, woah, yeah
Mary Hippie, she's Harry's lady
Panhandles pennies just to feed Harry's baby
She can lie down a story so incredible
Man, you wanna help her take the food home and put it on the table
I'd like to help a man when he's down
But I can't help ya, Harry, if you wanna sleep on the ground
Sorry Harry, oh, you're too much weight to carry around
But he still walks around all day long singin' this song
Sha-da-da-da, sha-na-na-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na-na, sha-la-la, da-da
Street child, street child, tell me where will you be goin'
When old man winter gets his horn and starts blowin'
Will you hang around LA or hitch a ride on a freeway?
Meet an old familiar face in a new place
I'd like to help a man when he's down
But how can I help him if he's somewhere outta town?
Sorry, Harry, I think I'm gonna put you down
Sha-da-da-da, sha-da-da-da
Sha-la-la-la-la, da-da-da
Everybody help me sing this song
Oh yeah
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