Joe Stone - Street Beat

Baby, it's cold outside
It rained all night
He didn't call you up
And the sun stays outta sight

You don't leave the house
He is heading South
You're sitting by the telephone
And your dwelling in your private zone

So shoulder your best friend and come along
Bring all your grief and trade it for a song

And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat with me

You better movin' on and do your thing
Is he really coming back
Or is he with a brand new fling
You don't have to worry, girl
Just come on out, watch my show
I'll be taking care of you
And do what he's not supposed to know

So shoulder your best friend and come along
Bring all your grief and trade it for a song

And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat
Sway to the Street Beat with me
Dance to the Street Beat

Dance to the Street Beat when your boy is the lame
Street Beat, before you go insane
Let me help you make it through the night

And dance to the Street Beat
Dance to the Street Beat, Street Beat with me
Sway to the Street Beat with me
Sway to the Street Beat with me

Written by:
Joe Hertenstein

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