The Alley Song Lyrics - Lovett Lyle

You got none in your pockets 

You got none in your hands 

Well, I don't have to see your eyes 

To know what you're not thinkin' 

And even when you're not the best 

You still try hard as hell 

Well, I saw him walkin' in the alley 

He stopped to wish me well 

And he told me go to California 

'Cause that's where it all sells 

And I knew this girl from Atlantic City 

Full of generality 

All she could do is talk and smile 

But she got the best of me 

And even when you're not the best 

You still try hard as hell 

Well, I saw her walkin' in the alley 

She stopped to wish me well 

And she told me go to California 

'Cause that's where it all sells 

And you find porch on Church Avenue 

You're laughin' at me now 

'Cause you were standin' when I came here 

And you're still standin' 

And when you know you're not the best 

You hope no one can tell 

Well, I saw them layin' in the alley 

I stopped to wish them well 

And you know I went to California