Paroles de The Streets

It's never quite complete It's never ever discrete But people disappear And there are people you meet They come from everywhere But not just anywhere They all got stories to tell They all got secrets to keep Then you find someone you like and maybe you go for a bite You start to feel secure, you think it's something you like But, as you're passin' by you kinda wanna cry You thinking maybe she even saved your live She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets So I was shooting the shit Like I could handle it Like I could like on the dole And run around trading bikes And go crawl in a hole When it gets too cold With nowhere to be And nowhere to go And no boss to call my own I'm just wettin' a line My time is mine it'd be so divine Then you meet someone that seems to know the ropes Knows how to cheat a con that knows life's a joke She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets So then you bend the law But when it finally breaks It breaks over your head And leaves you in its wake And then she calls her dad And lies about the cash And then she bales you out Then you feel like an ass Where had you gone, you bee gone for so long I heard you're calling yourself a vagabond You're living out on the lamb and you got yourself in a jam You got nothing to eat, when I see you again I'll see you out on the street She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets She keeps me off the streets