people that you meet

slaves

i feel like shit

i met a man called terry

he told me a joke

the punchline was dirty

and he was a dirty bloke

i handed him a dollar

so he would go away

he shook my hand and wished me well

and went about his day

confessed my sins to tony

a man from tennessee

who drove me to the city

took me from a to b

cruising through the deserts

smoking through the nights

eyes on the horizon

into the morning light

the people that you meet

walking down the streets

the people that you meet

walking down the streets

the stories that you share

remaining in your chair

the people that you meet

walking down the streets

i walked into a sex shop

the lady had a beard

she talked me through the products

thats's when it all got weird

performed a demonstration

showed me all the toys

sold me a bottle of pheromone

that works for girls and boys

the people that you meet

walking down the street

the people that you meet

when you walking down the street

the stories that you share

remaining in your chair

the people that you meet

walking down the streets

oh

walking down the street

the people that you meet

walking down the street

the stories that you share

remaining in your chair

the people that you meet

walking down the street

listen

i know a man called michael

he hails from nyc

now he lives in malibu

in a mansion by the sea

production is his game now

he called my friend laurie

he used to be a beastie boy

but now he works for me

the people that you meet

walking down the street

the people that you meet

walking down the street

the stories that you share

remaining in your chair

the people that you meet

when you are walking down the street

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