Put on your best dress babyAnd darlin', fix your hair up rightCause there's a party, honeyWay down beneath the neon lightsAll day you've been working that hard lineNow tonight you're gonna have a good timeI work five days a week girlLoading crates down on the dockI take my hard earned moneyAnd meet my girl down on the blockAnd Monday when the foreman calls timeI've already got Friday on my mindWhen that whistle blowsGirl, I'm down the streetI'm home, I'm out of my work clothesWhen I'm out in the streetI walk the way I wanna walkWhen I'm out in the streetI talk the way I wanna talkWhen I'm out in the streetWhen I'm out in the streetWhen I'm out in the street, girlWell, I never feel aloneWhen I'm out in the street, girlIn the crowd I feel at homeThe black and whites they cruise byAnd they watch us from the corner of their eyeBut there ain't no doubt girl, down hereWe ain't gonna take what they're handing outWhen I'm out in the streetI walk the way I wanna walkWhen I'm out in the streetI talk the way I wanna talkBaby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blueBaby, out in the street I'll be waiting for youWhen the whistle blowsGirl, I'm down the streetI'm home, I'm out of my work clothesWhen I'm out in the streetI walk the way I wanna walkWhen I'm out in the streetI talk the way I wanna talkWhen I'm out in the streetPretty girls, they're all passing byWhen I'm out in the streetFrom the corner, we give them the eyeBaby, out in the street I just feel all rightMeet me out in the street, little girl, tonightMeet me out in the streetMeet me out in the street
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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
Meet me out in the street
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