I met a man called Terry He told me a joke The punchline was dirty And he was a dirty bloke I handed him a dollar So he would go away He shook my hand and wished me well And went about his day
Confessed my sins to Tony A man from Tennessee Who drove me to the city Took me from A to B Cruising through the desert Smoking through the night Eyes on the horizon Into the morning light
The people that you meet Walking down the street The people that you meet Walking down the street The stories that you share Remaining in your chair The people that you meet Walking down the street
I walked into a sex shop The lady had a beard She talked me through the products Thats's when it all got weird Performed a demonstration Showed me all the toys Sold me a bottle of pheromone That works for girls and boys
The people that you meet Walking down the street The people that you meet Walking down the street The stories that you share Remaining in your chair The people that you meet Walking down the street
Oh Walking down the street The people that you meet Walking down the street The stories that you share Remaining in your chair The people that you meet Walking down the street
Listen, I know a man called Michael He hails from NYC Now he lives in Malibu In a mansion by the sea Production is his game now He called my friend Laurie He used to be a Beastie Boy But now he works for me
The people that you meet Walking down the street The people that you meet Walking down the street The stories that you share Remaining in your chair The people that you meet When you are walking down the streetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
