I am not the boy next door I don't belong like I did before Nothin' ever seems like it used to be You can have your dreams, but you can't have me I can't go back there anymore 'Cause I am not the boy next door Comin' home used to feel so good I'm a

The men don't know, but the little girls understand I'm a back door man C'mon, yeah, yeah, c'mon, yeah I am a, yeah, I'm a back door man Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah 'Cause I'm a back door man

I am, a back door man Well the, men don't know, but little girls understand Well the, men don't know, but the little girls understand When everybody's tryin' to sleep I'm somewhere making my, midnight creep Yes in the morning, when the rooster crow

Who are you Who who who who I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches