Beulah My Side Of The City Lyrics

The children all slum on my side of the city
They all act so tough, they're looking so pretty
They hide in the dark cause bright lights are so deadly
The radio screams, their friends are never on time
They're never on time

And Mexican boys are holding down the corners
Heart beats away and make your mother mourn ya
Girlfriends pace quick from one side to another
They're holding their own
The troubles never on time
It's never on time

Well there's nothing in this world that I wanna see
There's nowhere, oh nowhere that I'd rather be
Than here with you
Oh, holding you near

And all the girls sell on my side of the city
They look a little rough, they're looking so pretty
The shift is a drag, the weather's so s___ty
They get what they can
The men are always on time
They're always on time

And undercover cops are looking for a sucker
Always wanna trade for a little treasure
They only ask once, they only kill for pleasure
They'll give you a lift
The trains are never on time
They're never on time

Well there's nothing in this world that I wanna see
There's nowhere, oh nowhere that 'd rather be
Than here with you
Oh, holding you near

So make your way to the ocean
Let the warm, cool breeze just soak into your bones

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