Cold Spaghetti in the Snow

Buddy's got a toothless smile
He's got nowhere to go
Life has taken him somewhere
He didn't want to go

He finds his food in seasoned trash
Before it starts to grow
Enjoys the simple pleasures
Cold spaghetti in the snow

Buddy, where'd you come from?
Have you ever washed your hair?
Did your mother ever love you?
And did anybody care?
How'd you get blown over
Drunk and huddled on the stair?
Buddy, where'd you come from?
How did you get down there?

No one's got a quarter for
His bent and dirty hand
Not a soul will meet his eyes
They cannot understand

He's sitting there all raggedy
And they just wish he'd go
But Buddy's busy eating
Cold spaghetti in the snow

Buddy, where'd you come from?
Have you ever washed your hair?
Did your mother ever love you?
And did anybody care?
How'd you get blown over
Drunk and huddled on the stair?
Buddy, where'd you come from?
How did you get down there?