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 cant really see - yeah
No more bright lights confusing me - no
Don´t ask me why i´m feeling blue
cause 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
Street life
Street life
What a life
Back to nature boys - vasser 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 - yes
But the good life´s never won by degrees - no
Pointless passing through harvard or yale
Only window shopping - its strictly no sale
Week end 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...
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