Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Out In The Street
Bruce Springsteen - Out In The Street слова песни
Put on your best dress baby
And darlin`, fix your hair up right
Cause there`s a party, honey
Way down beneath the neon lights
All day you`ve been working that hard line
Now tonight you`re gonna have a good time
I work five days a week girl
Loading crates down on the dock
I take my hard earned money
And meet my girl down on the block
And Monday when the foreman calls time
I`ve already got Friday on my mind
When that whistle blows
Girl, I`m down the street
I`m home, I`m out of my work clothes
When I`m out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I`m out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
When I`m out in the street
When I`m out in the street
When I`m out in the street, girl
Well, I never feel alone
When I`m out in the street, girl
In the crowd I feel at home
The black and whites they cruise by
And they watch us from the corner of their eye
But there ain`t no doubt girl, down here
We ain`t gonna take what they`re handing out
When I`m out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I`m out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
Baby, out in the street I don`t feel sad or blue
Baby, out in the street I`ll be waiting for you
When the whistle blows
Girl, I`m down the street
I`m home, I`m out of my work clothes
When I`m out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I`m out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
When I`m out in the street
Pretty girls, they`re all passing by
When I`m out in the street
From the corner, we give them the eye
Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
Meet me out in the street
Meet me out in the street