City Streets Lyrics

Skinny child, layin' in the gutter,
Ain't got no Father, ain't got no Mother.
Gonna be, such a hard case,
It'll show in the eyes, it'll show in the face.
I feel the beat of the city streets,
Every single day.
I feel the heat on the city streets,
Every step of the way.
Half grown up, playin' with the boys.
Sticks and knives, takin' the place of toys.
Trouble's gonna be her middle name.
Got nothin' but the city to blame.
I feel the beat of the city streets,
Every single day.
I feel the heat on the city streets,
Every step of the way.
I feel the beat of the city streets,
Every single day.
I feel the heat on the city streets,
Every step of the way.
Young mother, tryin' to make some money.
Standin' on the corner, hailin' johns with "Honey!"
Street life, it's so hard to survive.
It takes all you got, just to keep it alive.
I feel the beat of the city streets,
Every single day.
I feel the heat on the city streets,
Every step of the way.
I feel the beat of the city streets,
Every single day.
I feel the heat on the city streets,
Every step of the way, yeahhhh step...