Stop and stare
I'm walking down the road again
For the better, some peace
Jamming with my life
So everybody can hear that
I live on the street
On my street, yeah on my street

See the old guy with the broom in his hand
Cleaning up what's left
The cavalry with my bad boys once again
Well I feel so complete
On my street
Calling my street

I will always be right here
I will always be right here
Yeah
I will always be right here
Here on my street
Calling my street

Fell in love for the first time in my life
Here on this bench
Said to myself I would always find the time
Then she moved away
From my street, yeah on my street

I will always be right here
I will always be right here
Yeah
I will always be right here
Here on my street
Ooooh, ooooh

Many years have gone
Lets pack the seat
Grown up hill is good
Many people say that don't you ever forget it
Try to come back soon