Out In The Street Lyrics

Song	Out In The Street
Artist	Bruce Springsteen
Album	BS&ESB 04-19-2014 Charlotte
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	Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen
	Put on your best dress baby
	And darlin', fix your hair up right
	Cause there's a party, honey
	Way down beneath the neon lights
	All day you've been working that hard line
	Now tonight you're gonna have a good time
	I work five days a week girl
	Loading crates down on the dock
	I take my hard earned money
	And meet my girl down on the block
	And Monday when the foreman calls time
	I've already got Friday on my mind
	When that whistle blows
	Girl, I'm down the street
	I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes
	When I'm out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I'm out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I'm out in the street
	When I'm out in the street
	When I'm out in the street, girl
	Well, I never feel alone
	When I'm out in the street, girl
	In the crowd I feel at home
	The black and whites they cruise by
	And they watch us from the corner of their eye
	But there ain't no doubt girl, down here
	We ain't gonna take what they're handing out
	When I'm out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I'm out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue
	Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you
	When the whistle blows
	Girl, I'm down the street
	I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes
	When I'm out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I'm out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I'm out in the street
	Pretty girls, they're all passing by
	When I'm out in the street
	From the corner, we give them the eye
	Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
	Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
	Meet me out in the street
	Meet me out in the street

	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	Put on your best dress baby
	And darlin', fix your hair up right
	Cause there' s a party, honey
	Way down beneath the neon lights
	All day you' ve been working that hard line
	Now tonight you' re gonna have a good time
	I work five days a week girl
	Loading crates down on the dock
	I take my hard earned money
	And meet my girl down on the block
	And Monday when the foreman calls time
	I' ve already got Friday on my mind
	When that whistle blows
	Girl, I' m down the street
	I' m home, I' m out of my work clothes
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I' m out in the street
	When I' m out in the street
	When I' m out in the street, girl
	Well, I never feel alone
	When I' m out in the street, girl
	In the crowd I feel at home
	The black and whites they cruise by
	And they watch us from the corner of their eye
	But there ain' t no doubt girl, down here
	We ain' t gonna take what they' re handing out
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	Baby, out in the street I don' t feel sad or blue
	Baby, out in the street I' ll be waiting for you
	When the whistle blows
	Girl, I' m down the street
	I' m home, I' m out of my work clothes
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I' m out in the street
	Pretty girls, they' re all passing by
	When I' m out in the street
	From the corner, we give them the eye
	Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
	Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
	Meet me out in the street
	Meet me out in the street

	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	Put on your best dress baby
	And darlin', fix your hair up right
	Cause there' s a party, honey
	Way down beneath the neon lights
	All day you' ve been working that hard line
	Now tonight you' re gonna have a good time
	I work five days a week girl
	Loading crates down on the dock
	I take my hard earned money
	And meet my girl down on the block
	And Monday when the foreman calls time
	I' ve already got Friday on my mind
	When that whistle blows
	Girl, I' m down the street
	I' m home, I' m out of my work clothes
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I' m out in the street
	When I' m out in the street
	When I' m out in the street, girl
	Well, I never feel alone
	When I' m out in the street, girl
	In the crowd I feel at home
	The black and whites they cruise by
	And they watch us from the corner of their eye
	But there ain' t no doubt girl, down here
	We ain' t gonna take what they' re handing out
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	Baby, out in the street I don' t feel sad or blue
	Baby, out in the street I' ll be waiting for you
	When the whistle blows
	Girl, I' m down the street
	I' m home, I' m out of my work clothes
	When I' m out in the street
	I walk the way I wanna walk
	When I' m out in the street
	I talk the way I wanna talk
	When I' m out in the street
	Pretty girls, they' re all passing by
	When I' m out in the street
	From the corner, we give them the eye
	Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
	Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
	Meet me out in the street
	Meet me out in the street

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