Текст песни: Life On Bleecker Street + перевод

I live in a basement of a building

In a building of a street in this town

In a building on a street in a neighborhood complete

With the garbage and the sun going down

I work in the office of a rich man

At a desk with a pencil in my rear

Five days a week where I rarely get to speak

As I watch my future slowly disappear

This is life on Bleecker Street

Where the tourists shuffle to a boom box beat

Old men sit and stare at their feet

This is life on Bleecker Street

The owner of the deli is a «Yes Maam»

He ogles all the woman going by

He tries to be discreet from his window on the street

He’s a «how ya going honey» kind a guy

People talk revolution in the cafes

They debate right and wrong while they drink

There are buses there are cars there are shiny movie stars

There are starving artists standing on the brink

This is life on Bleecker Street

Where the tourists shuffle to a boom box beat

Old men sit and stare at their feet

This is life on Bleecker Street

All kinds of people come from who knows where

All kinds of people who knows how much they care

Who knows how much

The lady with the jewels and the Nikon

Wants to photograph another souvenir

She’s looking for a sexy New York icon

To prove to someone she was really here

I meet my baby on the Bowery

In the dark of the Lower East Side

In a city made of stone we can finally be alone

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