verse 1:
There's a certain kind of charm
in having a woman on your arm
There's a certain kind of life
in lving on the edge of a knife
There's a certain kind of song
for singing to the light before the dawn
chorus 1:
When I find myself wishing for more money than time
I take a MUNI down to The Mission with a bottle of wine
And I have heard it said before
that wrong is right and that less is more
And I may know my way around
but I can't find the one to take me down
. . . down . . . down . . . down . . .
verse 2:
Take me down to the line
take my hand, now don't leave me behind
Is there something I can say
so that you won't turn your back and walk away?
Is there anything you'll believe
something I can do before you leave?
chorus 2:
When I find myself wishing for more money than time
I take a MUNI down to The Mission with a bottle of wine
And I have heard it said around
that black is white and that up is down
And I get lost most every day
cause I can't find the one to show my way
bridge
And I can't live another day
without a reason or a say
without a season turning
without a single song to play
and I'll keep holding on
and livin' unforgiven'
I'll just swallow my pride
I'll just take it all in stride | 
