You can say what you want People runnin', talkin'
It's all goin' on up and down the street Young girls sellin' their wares, no care
Long history left its mark on home Old folks that were able, knockin' table
And at their own expense, they wouldn't miss it They don't care if it's day or night
Day or night
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For the suits you make Sometimes you're sold and you're floatin'
Just like a leaf in the wind Street is street, so it carries you
Fast press and schemes, how there is no end Left right in the alley, no one catches you
But the gentle wind, there ain't no day, no June, no Saturday, see it through
There ain't no day, no June, no Saturday, see it through
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So you do what you want And pretend again that it's time to roll
Cause you can't go home Maybe you'll find a way someday
But while you're at it, you'll have some fun And through tears and laughin', you know it's nothin'
Maybe you'll find someone you wouldn't miss And you don't care if it's day or night
Day or night
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