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I live in a basement of a building
In a building of a street in this town
In a building on a street in a neighborhood complete
With the garbage and the sun going down
I work in the office of a rich man
At a desk with a pencil in my rear
Five days a week where I rarely get to speak
As I watch my future slowly disappear
This is life on Bleecker Street
Where the tourists shuffle to a boom box beat
Old men sit and stare at their feet
This is life on Bleecker Street
The owner of the deli is a Yes
Maam
He ogles all the woman going by
He tries to be discreet from his window on the street
He's a how
of
going
honey kind a guy
People talk revolution in the cafes
They debate right and wrong while they drink
There are buses there are cars there are shiny movie stars
There are starving artists standing on the brink
This is life on Bleecker Street
Where the tourists shuffle to a boom box beat
Old men sit and stare at their feet
This is life on Bleecker Street
All kinds of people come from who knows where
All kinds of people who knows how much they care
Who knows how much
The lady with the jewels and the Nikon
Wants to photograph another souvenir
She's looking for a sexy New York icon
To prove to someone she was really here
I meet my baby on the Bowery
In the dark of the Lower East Side
In a city made of stone we can finally be alone
- Album:
- The Bottom Line Archive Series: 1980 & 2000
- American Ride
- House Of A Thousand Guitars
- Streets of New York
- The Bottom Line Archive Series: (Live 1980 & 2000)
- Places I Have Never Been
- Live At the Turning Point
- Live from the Streets of New York
- Vagabond Moon
- The Innocent Ones
- Uncut: Glory Days
- American Ride (Special Edition)
- Tunes4food Redemption Day
- If I Was a River
- Light of Day: A Tribute to Bruce Springsteen
- Willie Nile
- Live In Central Park
- Positively Bob: Willie Nile Sings Bob Dylan
- Children of Paradise