Wish everybody would leave me alone, yeah
They're always calling on my telephone
When I pick it up, there's no one there
So I walk outside just to take the air [bad word] on with me [bad word] down the street
Who knows what you'd see, who you might meet
This brave new world's not like yesterday
It can take you higher than the Milky Way

Now I'm blinded, I can't really see, yeah
No more bright lights confusing me, no
Don't ask me why I'm feeling blue
'Cause loving you is all I can do

Hey, good-looking boys, gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind
They can make you feel like you're losing your mind

Street life, street life
Street life, what a life
Street life, street life
Street life, that's a life

Back to nature boys, Vassar girls too
Watch what you say or think or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it's wrong or right

Education is an important key, yes
But the good life's never won by degrees, no
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping, it's strictly no sale

Week end starts, Friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be stranded if you stick around
That's really something