Living on the city street tough Living on the city street tough Living on the city street tough When you're street tough You came down the ups and downs of life turnin' you round You got to keep on moving on Places you know, people you see thats where you find The answers to survive, learning things as you go And now you're traveling down the path Of life where only fools dare to go And even though you're losing You know you just can't let it show When you're street tough You got to learn to be strong When you're street tough You got to take care of your own Street tough Win or lose live or die Street tough When you're street tough And through the years you hold your tears You have to face, you got to to survive Doing the things you got to do, you know you're better If you want to stay alive (stay alive) You're traveling down the path Of life where only fools dare to go And even though you're losing You know you just can't let it show When you're street tough You got to try for yourself When you're street tough You got to fight like hell to get somewhere Street tough There's nobody out there who really cares Street tough Lord, when you're street tough Living on the city street tough And now you're traveling down the path Of life where only fools dare to go And even though you lose sometimes You just can't let it show When you're street tough Living on the city street tough Living on the city street tough Living on the city street tough Round and round the chances go Where you'll stop nobody knows When you're street tough Lord, when you're street tough Whats right for you is wrong for them Don't wanna hurt nobody but you got to make it for yourself When you're street tough Living on the city street tough

Like a leaf Caught in the wind he drifted a while With no purpose or direction To his life He tried to get himself together And pacify his mind And forget about the things he'd left behind A cryin' woman He left standing at his door With a two month old baby in her arms His little black book he left torn up on the floor God only knows he never meant to do her wrong A careless weekend On the other side of town Has torn the king of Oak Street's Castle down And all week long he's tried to phone her But she won't let him explain Now Sunday morning Finds him walking in the rain He sits down In a phone booth and he prays That she'll forgive him And she'll believe he's changed his ways With shaking hands He deposits his last dime And he's still praying that she won't hang up this time Then the sweetest voice He's ever heard says hello "Breakfast's almost ready baby, come on home" I've thought the whole thing over And I think I understand That the king of Oak Street is just an ordinary man I've thought the whole thing over And I think I understand That the king of Oak Street Is just an ordinary man