Easy Street

I remember the way our sainted mother, would sit and croon us her lullaby
She'd say kids there's a place that's like no other, ya gotta get there before ya die
You don't get there by playin' from the rulebook
Ya stack aces, you load the dice
Mother dear, oh we know you're down there listening, how can we follow your sweet advice to...
Easy street, easy street
Where you sleep 'till noon
She'd repeat easy street, better get there soon



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Writer(s): Martin Charnin, Charles Strouse, Sia Kate Furler, Greg Kurstin, William Gluck
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