Sailor: The street

There's a place in the street, where the rich people eat There's a snack bar further down the block There's a gambler's bar full of washed-out stars Who still believe they're lucky There's a theatre on the side where the upper class hide There's a cinema further down the block And the all night world of the sidewalk girl Comes alive around twelve o'clock But try to watch where you go For you don't really know who's friend or foe In the street, boy! - that's where the action is Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers! In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers And the cops, they try to keep the order, breaking up another row But they never end somehow There's an old cafe where the young people stay Drinking coffee and chatting through the night But a scream outside carries far and wide As a lady meets a flasher There's a little old man with a newspaper stand full of second-hand girlie magazines ("Pssst! Buy this!") And the guy next door, he went nuts in the war Now he fights with the passers by So try to watch where you go For you don't really know who's friend or foe In the street, boy! - that's where the action is Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers! In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers And the street is filling up with music from a little blind man With a nickelodeon... In the street, boy! - that's where the action is Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers! In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers And the cops they try to keep the order Breaking up another row But they never end somehow.