Looks Like Chaplin Lyrics

I feel the wash close down the street 
Yet Chaplin walks feet nine fifteen 
And I hear them, hear them call his name 
And I see him, see him turn away 
They take him in, and clean him up 
They take him in, and strip him down 
They dry his skin, and feed him wine 
And I hear them, hear them call his name 
And I see him, see him turn away 
Asks to use the phone 
Yeah lives alone, He lives alone 
No one home to phone, sits alone at home 
He calls his home his own
His wife is still unknown