Album: Small Sound (2015)

Mean Streets

Summering in the Catskills, baby
Singing just for the thrill
Everyone knows all about you, don't they?
You're doing it for the thrill

[Chorus]
Whatever's left, you'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got

Baby, it's true, we leave nothing for you
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got

Laura, there's nothing wrong with fame
Laura, you'll never be the same

Didn't you know they would love you, baby
Even more now that you're gone
Leaving them surreptitiously
Could make a hit out of any song

Whatever's left, you'll find
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got

Stay on your own or leave it alone
You got to give it what you got now
You got to give it what you got

Laura, there's nothing wrong with fame
Laura, you'll never be the same

Born and raised on the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say that girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times

Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say that girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times

Laura, Laura
Laura, Laura