Somewhere in America There’s a Street Named After My Dad

Was (Not Was) - R&B, Pop
Somewhere in America There’s a Street Named After My Dad
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Duration: 3:42
Lyrics
[Verse 1] At night only crickets No prowlers, no sirens No pinky ring hustlers No angel dust Byrons No bars on the windows No sabre-tooth neighbors Just good simple folks In a rainbow of flavors [Chorus] Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad And the home we never had [Verse 2] I'll work for Mr. Fowler Making fifty cents an hour And I'll save what I can So I can get a piece of land I'll raise some cows and carrots Get ahead on my own merits And if I fall I'll take it like a man [Chorus] Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad And the home we never had [Verse 3] No more bland TV dinners No ten-car collisions No showbiz beginners Making global decisions No day care Fellinis No fast food assassins No billboard bikinis Just truth and compassion [Chorus] Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad Oh, and the home we never had [Outro] The home we never had Somewhere in America
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Credits
- Writers
- David Was
- Don Was