I'm feeling goodnAnd my heart is made of woodnI'm not alonenAnd my soul is made of bone.nAnd they'll break, break, break at other hearts and soulsnOh, I know they will.nnThe air is minenTo breathe in as I pleasenHoney, sucker (?)nIs a song too long (?) and beesnAnd they'll buzz, buzz, buzz and scare the children gonenThat's what the bees want.nnEverybody loves something sometimes.nEverybody's gotta have the goods to eat.nMamma's gotta love what baby doesnAnd baby, that's me.nI'm loving the street.nnJesus loved the street and Mohammad toonWith the times at hand, with the job at hand,nWell, I ask you man,nWhat are they to do?nnAnd when it's donenAnd the big girls had their funnOut there I can seenMy golden cabin in the treesnWill I snooze, snooze, snooze for eternity?nIf god lets me, I will.nnEverybody loves something sometimes.nEverybody's gotta have the goods to eat.nMamma's gotta love what baby doesnAnd baby, that's me.nBaby, that's me.nBaby, that's me.nI'm loving the street.