Stop and stare I'm walking down the road again For the better, some peace Jamming with my life So everybody can hear that I live on the street On my street, yeah on my street
See the old guy with the broom in his hand Cleaning up what's left The cavalry with my bad boys once again Well I feel so complete On my street Calling my street
I will always be right here I will always be right here Yeah I will always be right here Here on my street Calling my street
Fell in love for the first time in my life Here on this bench Said to myself I would always find the time Then she moved away From my street, yeah on my street
I will always be right here I will always be right here Yeah I will always be right here Here on my street Ooooh, ooooh
Many years have gone Lets pack the seat Grown up hill is good Many people say that don't you ever forget it Try to come back soon
