Joan Osborne – Letras de 4 Camels

August in the city 90 degrees 
The streets are full of arms and legs 
The audience is hangin' on the corner 
Just waitin' for some bones to beg 
The sniper and the moving target 
I can't talk talk talk until my face turn blue 
Hey girl, you, girl put that right here 
This what I'll do to you 
But I live, I live, I live on this street 
The dogs are speakin' the men are howlin' 
When we take our parts out for a walk 
I could say, I should say, I would say 
Does your mama know about the way you talk 
Somewhere in Egypt I'm worth 4 camels 
A strong healthy girl like me 
On 42nd Street it's a quarter to look 
But the women outside are free 
But I live, I live, I love on this street 
He's the ruler of the pavement 
He owns all that he can see 
On 42nd Street it's a quarter to look 
But the women outside are free 
I live, I live, I love on this street 
REPEAT THREE TIMES