Street Life
And today, on this rainy and tropical Monday lunchtime, the jukebox in my head is playing Randy Crawford’s ‘Street Life’…sing along now…
“I play the street life
Because there’s no place I can go
Street life
It’s the only life I know
Street life
And there’s a thousand cards to play
Street life
Until you play your life away
You never people see
Just do you wanna be
And every night you shine
Just like a superstar
The type of life that’s played
A temptin’ masquerade
You dress you walk you talk
You’re who you think you are
Street life
You can run away from time
Street life
For a nickel, for a dime
Street life
But you better not get old
Street life
Or you’re gonna feel the cold
There’s always love for sale
A grown up fairy tale
Prince charming always smiles
Behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young
Your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon
Street life, street life, street life, oh street life
Hmm, Yeah, oh
I play the street life
Because there’s no place I can go
Street life
It’s the only life I know
Street life
There’s a thousand cards to play
Street life
Until you play your life away
Oh !
Street life, street life, street life, oh street life…”
Ah yes, very mellow.
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