I say mama, walking down the east side square every dayGonna get a piece of my mindI'm thinkin' on a piece of my kindYeah, but where the people all came fromWhy don't we get up and singRight, city woman, why did you learn all the things you sayYou listen to the news, man, on TVYou make fools of yourself, but you don't fool meI see you at another place, another timeYou may be someone's, but you won't be mine*
