Billie Joe Armstrong - Private Ale lyrics

I wander down these streets all by myself Think of my future now I just don't know I don't seem to care I stop to notice that I'm by your home I wonder if you're sitting all alone Or is your boyfriend there Because I feel so right Let my imagination go Until you're in my sight And through my veins temptation flows Whoa hoa... Out here... So I sit down here on the hard concrete Think of my future now I just don't know I don't seem to care So I sit across the street from your home I wonder if you're sitting all alone Or is your boyfriend there Because I feel so right Let my imagination go Until you're in my sight And through my veins temptation flows Whoa hoa... Out here... Because I feel so right Let my imagination go Until you're in my sight And through my veins temptation flows Whoa hoa... Out here...