Joey comes from a sacred part of town.
Where sometimes you talk so tough,
Your feet don’t touch the ground.
And the sidewalk soliders sing the midnight blues.
While old men recite their story lines.
About when I was young like you.
They says : Oh yeah,
We were crusing to the backbeat,
Oh yeah, making love in the backseat.
We were wild, wild in the streets,
Wild, wild in the streets.
A member of the boys brigade,
had a date with the girl next door.
You know it made her daddy crazy,
but it only made her want him more.
They weren’t looking for trouble,
you know that boy didn’t want to fight - not tonight.
So she headed out through the bathroom window.
What her daddy didn’t know was gonna be alright.
Oh yeah,
We were crusing to the backbeat,
Oh yeah, making love in the backseat.
We were wild, wild in the streets,
Wild, wild in the streets.
Wild, wild in the streets.
Sometimes this town ain’t pretty, but you know it ain't so bad.
Just like a girl who looks so happy, when inside she’s so sad.
In here we got this code of honor, nobody’s going down.
Don’t walk in vain through the kid’s parade.
Cause this is my home town.
Wild, wild in the streets.
Wild, wild in the streets.
We were wild, wild in the streets,
Wild, wild in the streets.
Wild, wild in the streets.
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