There's a place in the street, where the rich people eat
   There's a snack bar further down the block
   There's a gambler's bar full of washed-out stars
   Who still believe they're lucky
   There's a theatre on the side where the upper class hide
   There's a cinema further down the block
   And the all night world of the sidewalk girl
   Comes alive around twelve o'clock
   But try to watch where you go
   For you don't really know who's friend or foe
  
   In the street, boy! - that's where the action is
   Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers!
   In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss
   Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers
   And the cops, they try to keep the order, breaking up another row
   But they never end somehow
  
   There's an old cafe where the young people stay
   Drinking coffee and chatting through the night
   But a scream outside carries far and wide
   As a lady meets a flasher
   There's a little old man with a newspaper stand full of second-hand girlie magazines
   ("Pssst! Buy this!")
   And the guy next door, he went nuts in the war
   Now he fights with the passers by
   So try to watch where you go
   For you don't really know who's friend or foe
  
   In the street, boy! - that's where the action is
   Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers!
   In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss
   Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers
   And the street is filling up with music from a little blind man
   With a nickelodeon...
  
   In the street, boy! - that's where the action is
   Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers and the crooks get the suckers!
   In the street, boy! - there are places not to miss
   Like the all night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers
   And the cops they try to keep the order
   Breaking up another row
   But they never end somehow.