Mean Streets
Summerin' in the Catskills, baby
Singin' just for the thrill
Everyone knows all about you, don't they?
You're doin' it for the thrill
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whatever's left
You'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Baby, it's true
They'll leave nothing for you
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Laura
There's nothing wrong with fame, yeah
Laura
You'll never be the same
Didn't you know they would love you, baby?
Even more now that you're gone
Leavin' them surreptitiously
Could make a hit out of any song
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whatever's left
You'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Oh, oh, stay
On your own
Or leave it alone
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Laura
There's nothing wrong with fame, yeah
Laura
You'll never be the same
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Singin' just for the thrill
Everyone knows all about you, don't they?
You're doin' it for the thrill
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whatever's left
You'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Baby, it's true
They'll leave nothing for you
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Laura
There's nothing wrong with fame, yeah
Laura
You'll never be the same
Didn't you know they would love you, baby?
Even more now that you're gone
Leavin' them surreptitiously
Could make a hit out of any song
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whatever's left
You'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Oh, oh, stay
On your own
Or leave it alone
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got
Laura
There's nothing wrong with fame, yeah
Laura
You'll never be the same
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, "That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times"
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Riley, Alaina Moore Riley
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