Paroles de Out In The Street

Lady loves to hang on Lady liked a real intellectual Sweet sister your 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 cinders embers to keep Over my head, so it' all Out in the street 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 Out in the street 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 Lady loves to hang on Lady liked a real intellectual Sweet sister your still shaking And your tragedy is never ending Over my head, over my head