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E Street Shuffle Bruce Springsteen Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot Them schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on The E Street Shuffle Bruce Springsteen Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot All the little girls' souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot Them schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on Out in the Street Bruce Springsteen talk the way I wanna talk When I'm out in the street When I'm out in the street When I'm out in the street, girl Well, I never feel alone When I'm out in the street, girl In the crowd I feel at One Way Street Bruce Springsteen Springsteen Well, if the sun should fall from the sky tomorrow If the rain brings a tear to your eye, I would share your sorrow If you must go, then take your leave Our love was strong, our love was sweet Racing In The Street Bruce Springsteen I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot Outside the Seven-Eleven store Me and my partner Sonny? Racin in the Street Bruce Springsteen Racin in the Street I got a 69 Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waitin' tonight down in the parking lot Outside the 7-11 store Me and my partner Sonny built her straight Incident On 57th Street Bruce Springsteen to the hard girls over on Easy Street But they sighed, "Johnny it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap" And the pimps swung their axes and said "Johnny you're a cheater" Well The Street of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen was bruised and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On the JESSE Bruce Springsteen Oh Jesse, you better start thinkin' about saving your neck Oh Jesse, you put on that leather jacket like you put on respect you got cleats on your boots and a woman who shoots everytime you shuffle Wrong Side Of The Street Bruce Springsteen Springsteen Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to your endless night You're on the wrong side of the street. Linda let me be the one Bruce Springsteen The midnight boys are outside Scraping tears up off the street Standin' guard beneath the window Where only Linda sleeps The leader is a kid named Eddie Walkin' like an angel in defeat He trashes RANDOLPH STREET (MASTER OF ELECTRICITY) Bruce Springsteen I remember yesterday When I'd sit and watch the hound dogs play Howlin' at the China moon Now yesterday is the busted balloon Life was young and things were easy, Days were short, nights were warm Erie Canal Bruce Springsteen What a terrible storm we had one night On the E-ri-e - Canal. [Chorus:] O the E-ri-e was a-rising And the gin was a-getting low. Crush on You Bruce Springsteen My feets were flyin' down the street just the other night When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag Murder Incorporated (Live From Tramps) Bruce Springsteen Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow Out on the street your chances are zero Take a look around you come on now It ain't too complicated You're messin' with Murder Incorporated Now you check It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City Bruce Springsteen With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat The sisters fell back and said, "Don't Where the bands are Bruce Springsteen I hear the guitars ringin' out Ringin' out down Union Street I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl I wanna be a slave to the beat Yeah, tonight I wanna break my chains Somebody break my heart Jackson Cage Bruce Springsteen Driving home she grabs something to eat Turns a corner and drives down her street Into a row of houses she just melts away Like the scenery in another man's play Into a house where the blinds are The Promised Land Bruce Springsteen The Promised Land On a rattlesnake freeway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Drivin' cross the Waynesboro County Line I got the radio on, and I'm just killin' time Lost In The Flood Bruce Springsteen a holy stone they hide They're breakin' beams and crosses With a spastic's reelin' perfection Nuns run bald, through Vatican halls Pleadin' Immaculate Conception And everybody's wrecked on Main Street Jersey Girl Bruce Springsteen Jersey Girl I got no time for the corner boys Down in the street makin' all that noise Or the girls out on the avenue 'Cause tonight, I wanna be with you Tonight I'm gonna take that ride Across Does this Bus Stop at 82nd Street? Bruce Springsteen Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names, don't trust men who walk with canes drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine, advertiser on Balboa Park Bruce Springsteen He lay his blanket underneath the freeway As the evening sky grew dark Took a sniff of toncho from his coke can And headed through Balboa Park Where the men in their Mercedes Come nightly to employ Don't Look Back Bruce Springsteen Cold rain running down the front of my shirt I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt Angel makes her face up out on baker street She's straddlin; the shifter in my front seat There's nothing to lose It's Girls In Their Summer Clothes Bruce Springsteen Well the street lights shine Down on Blessing Avenue Lovers they walk by Holdin' hands two by two A breeze crosses the porch Bicycle spokes spin 'round Jacket's on, I'm out the door Tonight I'm THE WISH Bruce Springsteen Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star And lying PINK CADILLAC Bruce Springsteen You may think I'm foolish For the foolish things I do You may wonder how come I love you When you get on my nerves like you do Well baby you know you bug me There ain't no secret 'bout that Well Backstreets Bruce Springsteen Slow dancin in the dark, On the beach at Stockton's Wing, Where desperate lovers park, We sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings, Huddled in our cars, Waiting for the bells that ring, In the Zero and blind Terry Bruce Springsteen The Skulls met the Pythons Down at the First Street station Alliances have been made in alleyways All across the nation These boys live off the milk of a silver jet And the love of sweet young women Held Up Without A Gun Bruce Springsteen I was out driving, just a taking it slow Looked at my tank it was reading low Pulled in an Exxon station out on Highway One Help up without a gun Some damn fool with a guitar walkin′ down the street