Theres a wino in a garbage can looking for a bite
Theres a lovely girl with lonely eyes needing love tonight
Theres a junkie in the alley about to go insane
Yeah, theres more than one kind of hunger pain
Theres a gambler out in Vegas praying for an ace
And a runaway from Cleveland longing for a place
Willard Scott says the crops are thirsty for some rain
Yeah, theres more than one kind of hunger pain
Tonight I feel so empty in this big old lonely bed
Nothing but your memory to keep my hunger fed
Im aching for the whisper of your lips calling my name
Ohh, its a crying shame
Theres an old man in a nursing home who craves of human touch
Theres a baby in an orphan home who needs one just as much
Theres a world of people starving for a world of different things
Oh, theres more than one kind of hunger pain
God, I feel so empty in this big old lonely bed
Nothing but your memory to keep my hunger fed
Im aching for the whisper of your lips calling my name
Oh, its a crying shame
Theres more than one kind of hunger pain
Well theres more than one kind of hunger pain
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