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Bag lady's complainin' to the cop on the beat She says she got nowhere to go, she got nothin' to eat Cop says, 'Lady, have you considered a life of crime? You know you can eat real good when you're doin' time' And she has got no galleria, she got no mall All she's got is the street to lean on And the gutter when she falls, yeah
Do you see them gang bangers? They're gonna have their fight You know they're gonna knock somebody's teeth out Maybe put out somebody's lights, huh We're gonna have to bust 'em, put 'em all away in jail You know it's the nineteenth time this month, ain't going to be no bail And they have got no galleria, they got no mall All they got is the street to lean on And the gutter when they fall
Fat lady with the wig on, she's down here buyin' antiques She says 'Can't you control these kids? They're actin' like a, a bunch of freaks' And the kids are givin' her the finger, they re talkin 'bout takin' her purse And the, the street keeps gettin' hotter, the traffic keeps gettin' worse And they have got no galleria, they got no mall All they got is the street to lean on And the gutter when they fall, yeah Do you see that politician? Don't he look sincere? You know he will promise you anything, as long as he's down here But he's gonna go home to The Valley, to his house and lawn And we will still be here when he is gone And we have got no galleria, we got no mall All we got is the street to lean on And the gutter when we fall, yeah We got this street to lean on and the gutter
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