blues Tired of looking for something else to do I'm singing on the sidewalk, dancing for you I'm singing on the sidewalk, dancing for you I'm singing on the sidewalk
Tired of looking for something else to do I\'m singing on the sidewalk, dancing for you I\'m singing on the sidewalk, dancing for you I\'m singing on the sidewalk
good times start to fade You make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed Sing like bird, dizzy in my head Spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday night
It's Christmas time in the city (Ring-a-ling) Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling, ring, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
yea History's page, it is thusly carved in stone The future's here, we are it, we are on our own On our own, on our own, on our own If the game is lost
sidewalks, busy sidewalks, dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing, meeting smile after smile And on
Stop them from shimmering away On blank sidewalk, glittering asphalt, somewhere summer days The wrong way kids were something more than friends Navigating
niggas wanna sing with this I stay on the trigger, 'cause lames hate me nigga They can't pay me nigga, where my lay dates nigga Where AK one-on-one
were singing Then I headed back for home And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing And it echoed through the canyons Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday On the Sunday morning sidewalk
art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete The ladies on
to my last statement, I feel fine Content with the fact that I know this city's mine I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every single crack Reminiscent
a fuckin' dust Don't step on the sidewalk of my crib You never smoked one smoke wit' me [chorus: MC Quita][3X] New York, Big Apple! Now, sing wit' T
Praises sing to Christ the King And peace to men on earth On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth And in my dream I saw and heard
The load on the road brings a tear to the Indian's eye The elephant won't forget what it's like inside his cage The ringmaster's telecaster sings on
City sidewalks busy sidewalks . Dressed in holiday style In the air There's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing People passing Meeting smile
-like deceptions Keep reaching out for more And you ask me for nothing And nothing?s not enough And the fisherman, he puts a claim on you But it?s nothing
sitting with my friends in sidewalk singing songs and some people are still standing in the way of where i'm going so i say please excuse me, step aside, or keep on
a shiny copper penny Sing along that old refrain Can you spare just a little change, man? Can you spare just a little change? The cop said, "Move on