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...

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