Letra de Out In The Street - Bruce Springsteen

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
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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
Meet me out in the street