Out In The Street Lyrics

Lady loved to hang on Lady liked a real intellectual Sweet sister, you're still shaking And your tragedy is never ending Silver shoes you're wearing Every window that you've ever stared in Over my head, over my head Sidewalks of the city And every theater there you've ever played Your comic book impersonations Your wish for cinder embers to keep Over my head, so it's all Out in the streets for just one more matinee Yes, your vaudeville carries on So put a smile in front your man can see Yes, your Vaudeville carries on