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copy of "Honey,"
Back on the street by Monday
Sweet Boy, but tell me where does that leave me, boy
Save the satin undies, don't pluck out your
A black man driving down the street one day 
Pulled over by racist boys in blue in Brentwood, PA
There's no real reason, they don't have any right
Willie picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp

Down on the corner, out in the street
Willie and the poor boy's are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your
by the streets
A boy and a girl
Just up the boulevard from your world
Oh it ain't all gravy where you at
'Cause that's where he gon' go to jack
Catch
say
Summertime soon slips away
I hope I'll see you one fine day on Yonge Street

Everywhere you go in a city by the lake
Back there in the flow you may
up.
Willy picks a tune out,
And he blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner
Out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
Bring
streets
And people began to listen
Southern boy, sing your southern song
Take it like no one around

Nobody walked by
Without feelin' high
Never
the streets, the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big
You know that they got bones
They moved in and made a tenement home

I said
up.
Willy picks a tune out,
And he blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner
Out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
Bring
back home by closin' time 

Would you open your screen
Let a poor boy in? 
If I come back home
Off the streets of sin

Off the streets of sin
Off
that's a life

Back to nature boys, Vassar girls too
(Street life)
Watch what you say or think or do
(Street life)
Continental-style strasse girls
and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...

Boys and girls like you and me
Walk
and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...

Boys and girls like you and me
Walk
Everywhere I go 
I hear the music in the streets
People pass me by, 
I hear the tappin' of their feet

I could get down boys, 
With all that's
Street
If you know the why and where
Romping on the bomb sites
There's magic everywhere

we're the boys of Mutton Street
Mutton Street, Mutton Street
We're
Willie picks a tune out and he knows they gonna start

Down on the corner 
Out in the street
Willie and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel tap
legends boy

Agnes lives alone on 42nd street
Badgered by a fat man's memory
Back on the streets
She won't get too far
Gettin' riddled in the dark
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what
and fear

And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...
Boys and girls like you and me
and fear

And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...
Boys and girls like you and me
Kenny Silvers the boy who disappeared,
Kenny Silvers the boy who disappeared

Kenny gets by on a fiddle almost every day
Chasing his childlike
dawn, in the streetlight dawn. 
This street turns on.

Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you, 
speaking on the themes
, a tough boy, a rough boy
My kind a boy, boy 
A cute boy, a hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy 
I must admit you came by lookin nice man
I put
linger, linger

If you're a boy or if you're a girl
I love you just the same
Wherever you go, all over the world
A rose by any name

If you're a boy
Your hair's so fair, your eye's so dark
I love you hard as my life
You pass me by as though I were a stone
You cut me like a knife

Boy, I do. I