There 15761,-79)' s a wino in a garbage can

Looking for a bite

There ' s a lovely girl with lonely eyes

Needing love tonight

There ' s a junkie in a pallet

About to go insane

Yeah there ' s more than one kind of hunger pain

There ' s a gambler out in Vegas

Preying for an ace

And a run-away from Cleveland

Longing for a place

Willard Scott says the crops

Are thirsty for some rain

Yeah there ' s more than one kind of hunger pain

Tonight I feel so empty

In this big old lonely bed

With nothing but your memory

To keep my hunger fed

I ' m aching for the whisper

Of your lips calling my name

Oh it ' s crying shame

There ' s an old man in a nursing home

Who craves a human touch

There ' s a baby in an orphan home

That needs one just as much

There ' s a world of people starving

For a world of different things

Oh there ' s more than one kind of hunger pain

God I feel so empty

In this big old lonely bed

With nothing but your memory

To keep my hunger fed

I ' m aching for the whisper

Of your lips calling my name

Oh it ' s a crying shame

There ' s more than one kind of hunger pain

Yeah there ' s more than one kind of hunger pain