Where the streets are paved, with chewing gum and beer Where the wisest of men, are the men you don't ever see around here Where the aftershave is killing every taste Where the women forgot what they got all dressed up for in the very first place
When all that you need, is just a little room to breathe When you dance this thin thin line, oh man, you better be kind
You better be kind Or stop wasting, wasting my time And you better be kind
At the age of sixteen, you're feeling wise and old And the streets of your dreams seem to be paved with sex and gold Where the booze makes fools feel so lion strong Where the morning time drops all it's "here you go's" down Oh man, what have I done
When all that you need, is just a little room to breathe And the best that you can, doesn't cut it for them When all that you see, is what they want you to see
You better be kind Or stop wasting, wasting my time And you better be kind When you dance this thin thin line, oh man, you better be kind