Your street rich street or poor. Used to always be sure on your street. There's a place in your heart you know from the start. Can't be complete outside of the street. Keep moving on through the joy and the pain. Sometimes you got to look back. To the street again. Would you prefer all those castles in Spain. Or the view of your street from your window pane. And you walked around in the heart of town. Listening for that sound. And the street only knew your name. Well the street only knew your name your name. Well Walter and John Katie and Ron. Used to hang out by the corner lamp light. Get together and sing some songs. Like rhythm and blues you make me feel alright. That were long before fortune and fame. Nothing to lose and so much to gain. Everyone knew who everyone was. And they knew it because of the street. And you walk around in the heart of town. Listening for that sound. While the street only knew your name. Well the street only knew your name your name. And you walk around in the heart of town. Listening for that sound. While the street only knew your name. The street only knew your name your name. Sing it bebopaloola. Bruce(?) and John. Well the street only knew your name.