He don?t, hang around with the gang no more,
He don?t do the wild things that he did before
He used to act bad, used to but he quit it.
It makes me so sad, cause I know that he did it for me,
I can see he's still in the street
His heart, Out in the street.
He don?t comb his hair like he did before,
He grew up on the sidewalk, streetlight shining above,
He grew up with no one to love.
He grew up on the sidewalk, he grew up running free,
He grew up and then he met me.
He don?t, hang around with the gang no more,
He don?t hang around with the gang no more Out in the Street fade
by: José Duarte