You know that time I said I had a jobnAnd that bartender looked over at you and he gave a nodnThe rain was hard and the ghosts were talkin'nMy mind was gone I was,nStreetwalkin'nnKids with looks have a better chancenOf making it to that special dancenYou're up to bat and the infield is stalkin'nMy mind is gone I'm,nStreetwalkin'nn(Bridge)nBegging bums, soda popnYankee tickets, bottle topsnMini skirts, magazinesnOut on the street it's a living dream...nnI came correct on my secret livesnI spoke the truth darlin' I looked into your eyesnYou got uptight and onlookers started gawkin'nThe moon is high I'm,nStreetwalkin'
Streetwalkin'
Dan Auerbach
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