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• Artiste: Jane Taylor
• Titre: My Street
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Down on my street in a cafe A young man is scribbling Sipping a latte Smokes his cigarettes down to the core Thinks he's Satre But he can't write a birthday card Across the street a girl with a smile Talking on the telephone Catches his eye And she's really an alien You wouldn't know Dressed in an overcoat Out incognito They are only pretending chorus Down on my street I'm not what I seem And you could be anyone If you know what I mean Down on my street They're making it up Right in front of you But don't be surprised 'Cause you pretend too 'Round the corner A couple in a fight Kept the neighbours up Making love all night And a man dressed in a suit Walks with briefcase and tie Has a painted left toenail But don't ask him why An old lady sits on a bench in the park In second hand clothing And ragged old scarf Though she's really a Duchess She doesn't care. Look in her bags There's a million in there It's a secret that she'll never tell chorus And I see it all Here at my window Watching this street Like a little TV show 'Cause all that is hidden Is all that we are A little eccentric And slightly bizarre Let's pretend we're ordinary people