Street Walkin

You know that time I said I had a job

And that bartender looked
Over at you and he gave a nod

The rain was hard and the ghosts were talkin

My mind was gone I was

Streetwalkin

Kids with looks have a better chance

Of making it to that special dance

Youre up to bat and the infield is stalkin

My mind is gone Im

Streetwalkin

Begging bums soda pop

Yankee tickets bottle tops
Mini skirts magazines
Out on the street its a living dream

I came correct on my secret lives

I spoke the truth darlin I looked into your eyes

You got uptight and onlookers started gawkin

The moon is high Im

Streetwalkin