Out In The Street Lyrics

Lady loved to hang on
Lady liked a real intellectual
Sweet sister, you're still shaking
And your tragedy is never ending
Silver shoes you're wearing
Every window that you've ever stared in
Over my head, over my head

Sidewalks of the city
And every theater there you've ever played
Your comic book impersonations
Your wish for cinder embers to keep
Over my head, so it's all
Out in the streets for just one more matinee
Yes, your vaudeville carries on
So put a smile in front your man can see
Yes, your Vaudeville carries on