Curbside Prophet - Jason Mraz

I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket 
and I'm waiting for my rocket to come 
I'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and I'm waiting for my rocket 

you see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c. 
at a west end avenue at 63 
the beginning of a leap year, february, '96 
with a guitar picked up in the mix 
i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks 
well look at me now 
look at me now 
look at me now, now, now, now 

i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket to come 
i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket 

well you're never gonna guess 
where i've been been been 
and i have no regrets 
that i bet my whole checking account 
because it all amounts to nothing up in the end

well you can only count on the road again
we'll soon be on the radio dial 
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style 
like a band of gypsies on the highway while
i'm one man pushin' on the california skyline drive 
up the coast mc brag the most 
i'm pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost 
raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most 
put my cruise control on coast 
cuz i'm tourin' around the nation on extended vacation see 
I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation 
i say, "i like your style, crazy pound pup! 
you need a ride? [*woof*]
well come on, girl, hop in the truck!" 

i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket to come 
i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket 
i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket to come on 
i'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand i