Lyrics:

Clothes on the wash line never look new
Smokin' herb try some green
Sun can't pass through the dirty window
But I kinda like it that way…

In my tenement
At the top of the stairs…
In my tenement
She'll be waiting there…
In my tenement
This poor boy is a king
In my tenement
She gives me everything
Rumble of the subway passing by
Passes like a summer rain
I don't have nothing but plain tap water
But I can never hear a complaint

In my tenement
At the top of the stairs
In my tenement
She'll be waiting there

In my tenement
This poor boy is a king
In my tenement
She gives me everything
Life is hard but we don't lie
We got each other to cling to
She makes my life worthwhile with a smile
You know she makes my dreams come true

In my tenement
At the top of the stairs
In my tenement
She'll be waiting right there
In my tenement
This poor boy is a king
In my tenement
She gives me everything
Everything.. Give me everything…
In my tenement…