(4:26) Wild In The Street Songtext
von Garland Jeffreys
(4:26) Wild In The Street Songtext
In the heat of the summer
Better call up the plumber
And turn on the street pump
To cool me off
With your newspaper writers
And your big crime fighters
You still need a drugstore
To cure my cough
Running wild in the streets
We got a gang called Shady
And a midnight lady
And two transvestites To beat the band
You better not touch us
You best believe us
Your teenage Johnny′s
Gonna be a man
Runnin' wild in the streets
Mrs. America
Tell me how is your favorite son?
Do you really care
What he has done?
Runnin′ wild in the streets
Better call up the plumber
And turn on the street pump
To cool me off
With your newspaper writers
And your big crime fighters
You still need a drugstore
To cure my cough
Running wild in the streets
We got a gang called Shady
And a midnight lady
And two transvestites To beat the band
You better not touch us
You best believe us
Your teenage Johnny′s
Gonna be a man
Runnin' wild in the streets
Mrs. America
Tell me how is your favorite son?
Do you really care
What he has done?
Runnin′ wild in the streets
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