I wrote your number on a wall, yeah, yeah I did
So someone someday soon can call you, but I didn't,
I didn't throw it away
I did it just to make sure
That someone always knows about you, always
And I passed you on
I put your address in a bottle, and then I,
I left it in a bar
I couldn't send it to sea
That's too cliche for me, and it's
Too easy for the sharks to swallow, and I know
Another man will always follow me, always
So I passed you on
So pass me on, go out and dance
I don't deserve a second glance
As shit turns out, I'm not the man, who I wanted to be
So pass me on, go out and dance
For you deserve a better chance
With a man who's better dressed,
Makes better money than me.