Chestnut Street

Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved In these small town streets too long I've been up with the winners and down with the sinners And hung on this corner 'til dawn And my hands they have been tied To a life I've been denied I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And workin' from nine to five By the end of the day, all the kids would go play And I'd come staggering home With a dream in my hand and a master plan That wouln't leave my mind alone I compromised all my schemes And flucturated all my dreams I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And nothing is like it really seems But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks The young girls fall back and say There goes that sleek young silhouette He don't drive no Corvette But he stings just like a Sting Ray And that's my only redemption in this house of detention That keeps me from simply blowin' it all away Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat I say, God don't take this away I keep hopin' and wishin' that these romantic positions Gonna help me hide my pain And all the hurt that I've felt underneath my leather studded belt Of not finding fortune and fame But some day I'll blow 'em away with the things that I may sing and Might say I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And waitin' for my pay dirt day I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And waitin' for my pay day