Street Corner Ambassador

I keep a pile of pennies,
In the pocket of my pant.s
I pay my toll to the sidewalk troll,
My entrance fee to street romance.
Oh Streetcorner ambassador,
This city treats you well,
Supplies the finest newsprint sheets,
The penthouse suite, Park Bench Hotel.
Conferring with the delegates,
Around imported port.
Important issues of the day,
Say 'Unity will buy a quart'.
Oh streetcorner ambassador,
Keeps highbrow company,
They drink the finest of liqueur,
At the A Train Embassy.
And its toss into the old tin cup,
A shiny copper penny.
Sing along that old refrain.
'Can you spare a little change, man?
Can you spare just a little change?'
The cop said 'Move on or Im gonna
Take you to the shelter'
She beat a quick retreat thats how,
He knew that he had helped her.
Oh Streetcorner Ambassador,
It seems so clear to me,
The more you are ignored,
Its called diplomatic immunity.
Now if you find my money,
On the street you let it be.
Consider it my joint account,
Eith someone who really needs it.
Oh streetcorner ambassador,
Back from Vietnam or up from the South,
Those patronizing liberals,
Took the words out of your mouth.
And its toss into the old tin cup,
A shiny copper penny.
Sing along that old refrain.
'Can you spare a little change, man?
Can you spare just a little change