You know that time I said I had a job. And that bartender looked over at you and he gave a nod. The rain was hard and the ghosts were talkin'. My mind was gone I was. Streetwalkin'. Kids with looks have a better chance. Of making it to that special dance. You're up to bat and the infield is stalkin'. My mind is gone I'm. Streetwalkin'. (Bridge). Begging bums soda pop. Yankee tickets bottle tops. Mini skirts magazines. Out on the street it's a living dream. I came correct on my secret lives. I spoke the truth darlin' I looked into your eyes. You got uptight and onlookers started gawkin'. The moon is high I'm. Streetwalkin'