Lyrics

I'm hangin' out with the street people They got it down Hangin' out with the street people Drifting from town to town I'm hangin' out with the street people They got it down Hangin' out with the street people Drifting from town to town I got a job at a nursery But they just didn't like what I grow They called the man and they ran me off They said now don't you come back no more Hangin' out with the street people They got it down I'm hangin' out with the street people Drifting from town to town Who's gonna work make the economy grow If we all hanging out in the street Well I don't know and I don't care Just as long as it ain't me Hangin' out with the street people They got it down I'm hangin' out with the street people Drifting from town to town I wouldn't trade places with no-one I know I'm happy where I'm at Some people would rather work We need people like that But I I'm glad I'm a street people Would have it no other way And I'm gonna stay a street people Until my dying day Until my dying day I said until my dying day Until my dying day Until my dying day I wouldn't trade places with no-one I know I'm happy where I'm at Some people would rather work Know what We need people like that I'm glad I'm a street people Would have it no other way And I'm gonna stay a street people Until my dying day Until my dying day Until my dying day I said until my dying day Until my dying day
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