| Hangin' out with the street people
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| They got it down
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| Hangin' out with the street people
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| Just drifting from town to town
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| I got a job in a nursery
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| But they just didn’t like what I grow
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| They called the man and they ran me off
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| And said now don’t come back no more
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| I’m hangin' out with the street people
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| They got it down
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| Hangin' out with the street people
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| Who’s gonna work, make the economy grow
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| If we all hang out in the street
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| Well, I don’t know, and I don’t care
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| Just as long as it ain’t me
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| Hangin' out with the street people
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| They got it down
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| Hangin' out with the street people
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| Wouldn’t trade places with no one I know
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| I’m happy where I’m at
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| Some people would rather work
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| We need people like that
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| Wouldn’t trade places with no one I know
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| I’m happy where I’m at
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| Some people would rather work
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| We need people like that
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| I’m glad I’m a street people
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| Have it no other way
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| And I’m gonna stay a street people
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| Until my dying day
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| Just hangin' out, got nothin' else to do
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| Have you got any spare change, buddy? |