Street Life

Wish everybody would leave me alone
They’re always calling on my telephone
When I pick it up there’s no one there
So I walk outside just to take the air

Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you’ll see, who you might
meet
This brave new world’s not like yesterday
It can take you higher than the milky way

Now I’m blinded I can really see
No more bright lights confusing me
Don’t ask me why I’m feeling blue
Because loving you is all I can do

Hey good looking boys, gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind
They can make you feel like you’re losing your
mind

Street life…
What a life

Street life…
That’s the life

Back to nature boys, Vassar girls too
Watch what you say or think or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it’s wrong or right

Education is an important key
But the good life’s never won by degrees
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping and strictly no sale

Weekend starts Friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be Stranded if you stick around
And that’s really something