I'm strummin on the corner
About to catch the last train home
I'll have to jump the barriers
So can you spare a penny for my thoughts
I've been praised upon the pavements
Passers by don't pay much
Chased away by neighbours
Seen things you couldnt make up
If the streets could talk they'd tell a story or two
I'll paint a picture for you
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