Well I'm waiting standing on the corner
  And it's coming 40 past the hour
  In the midnight lonely freezing hour
  With my insides churning in the gutter
  
  And I'm waiting 40 past midnight
  Catching rain in the soda light
  Won't you come and call me to your window
  Please don't leave me waiting on the corner
  
  We could have the best time
  If you lighten up your life
  
  With my pockets holey in the inside
  With my bus ride rolling in the gutter
  But if you would only light your lamp light
  Then I would be here than any other
  
  Well I'm waiting 40 past midnight
  Catching cold in the pouring rain
  Won't you come and take me to your door
  So I can take myself home again
  
  When I'm waiting standing on the corner
  And the soda light begins to flicker
  And it's getting 40 past the hour
  And I think I won't see what I figure
  
  Well I'm waiting freezing on the inside
  Staring up at your window pane
  If you won't come see me this evening
  I can see myself here again