Lyrics

Tour bus rolling down Broadway Says, "Nobody you would know" In all the store front windows I see my face And the lame expression of this Average Joe Lord, a fool and his money parted ways To a con artist at the bus depot Now who would've thought such an honest face Would make a monkey of this Average Joe? I'm a walking disaster I'm an accident waiting to happen I can't walk any faster No, if I could I'd be tap dancing I see the porch light of my home Where my love lies waiting for me No, we don't have much, but this I know You've made a king out of this Average Joe