Songtext von Mean Streets

Summerin' in the Catskills, baby Singin' just for the thrill Everyone knows all about you, don't they? You're doin' it for the thrill Hey hey hey hey hey heeey Whatever's left, you'll find You've got to give it what you got, now You've got to give it what you got Baby, it's true, they'll leave nothin' for you You've got to give it what you got, now You've got to give it what you got Laura, there's nothin' wrong with fame, yeeeah Laura, you'll never be the same Didn't you know they would love you, baby Even more now that you're gone? Leavin' them surreptitiously Could make a hit out of any song Hey hey hey hey hey heeey Whatever's left, you'll find You've got to give it what you got, now You've got to give it what you got, oh oh Stay on your own, or leave it alone You've got to give it what you got, now You've got to give it what you got Laura, there's nothin' wrong with fame, yeeeah Laura, you'll never be the same Born and raised in the mean streets That's where she learned how to keep the beat Some say, "That girl's got something I heard her name half a million times" Born and raised in these mean streets That's where she learned how to keep the beat Some say that girl's got something I heard her name half a million times Hustlin' in the mean streets That's where she learned how to keep the beat Some say, "That girl's got something I heard her name half a million times" Born and raised in the mean streets That's where she learned how to keep the beat Some say, "That girl's got something I heard her name half a million times" Hustlin' in the mean streets That's where she learned how to keep the beat Some say, "That girl's got something I heard her name half a million times"