San Diego Serenade
Listen up, yo, shit I get upset if I see a nigga, layin in his sweats
With blood comin out his head like sweat, knowin I could be next
So, what about all the babies that aint fully born
That's less fortunate, like that man walkin with one arm
They tried to throw me up in a orphanage, with all the kids
But I stayed up in the offices cuz they couldn't get me, off a kid
It's sad when a good mother put hard work
Like wash clothes, off the shit we played on and got hurt
Why she gotta pay for the dirt
Cuz her only son is up the street with the whole block sour
Walking Down Your Street
Walk Like An Egyptian
by The Bangles
All the old paintings on the tomb
They do the sand dance, don'cha know?
If they move too quick (Oh-Ah-Oh),
they're falling down like a domino.
And the bazaar man by the Nile
He got the money on a bet
For the crocodiles (Oh-Ah-Oh),
They snap their teeth on a cigarette.
Foreign types with their hookah pipes sing:
Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
Walk like an Egyptian.
The blonde waitresses take their trays,
Spin around and they cross the floor.
They've got the moves (Oh-Ah-Oh),
You drop your drink then they bring you more.
All the school kids so sick of books,
They like the punk and the metal band.
When the buzzer rings (Oh-Ah-Oh),
They're walking like an Egyptian.
All the kids in the marketplace say:
Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
Walk like an Egyptian.
Line your feet astreet, bend your back,
Shift your arm, then you pull a clock.
Like Sergeant O (Oh-Ah-Oh),
So strike a pose on a Cadillac.
If you want to find all the cops,
They're hanging out in the donut shop.
They sing and dance (Oh-Ah-Oh),
They spin their clock and cruise on down the block.
All the Japanese with their Yen,
The party boys call the Kremlin.
The Chinese know (Oh-Ah-Oh),
They walk along like Egyptians.
All the cops in the donut shops say:
Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
Walk like an Egyptian,
Walk like an Egyptian.
Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu.