Cryin' In The Streets

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Here comes a girl

She really wants to make the scene

She's proud of her tight fittin' clothes

She'll show the world she really swings

And all her heartbreak, no one knows

And all her heartbreak, no one knows

See it in her eyes

(See it in her eyes)

Ah

(See it in her ey-yi-yies)

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

There goes a boy

He's makin' like he's big and bad

Leather boots and bleach streaks in his hair

He's wearin' shades and Levis too

He's actin' smart and nonchalant

He's actin' smart and nonchalant

See it in his eyes

(See it in his eyes)

Ah

(See it in her ey-yi-yies)

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

(Watch 'em in the streets)

Oh, oh, they're masqueradin'

(Watch em' in the streets)

Oh, oh, they're just paradin'

(Make-up won't cover up)

No, no, no, no

(Make-up won't cover up)

No, no, no, no

See it in their eyes

(See it in their eyes)

Ah

(See it in her ey-yi-yies)

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

Cryin'

(Oh, ah ah, ah ah)

In a back street

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