text: Put on your best dress baby
  And darling, fix your hair up right
  Cause theres a party, honey
  Way down beneath the neon lights
  All day youve been working that hard line
  Now tonight youre gonna have a good time
  I work five days a week girl
  Loading crates down on the dock
  I take my hard earned money
  And meet my girl down on the block
  And Monday when the foreman calls time
  Ive already got Friday on my mind
  When that whistle blows
  Girl, Im down the street
  Im home, Im out of my work clothes
  When Im out in the street
  I walk the way I wanna walk
  When Im out in the street
  I talk the way I wanna talk
  When Im out in the street
  When Im out in the street
  When Im out in the street, girl
  Well, I never feel alone
  When Im out in the street, girl
  In the crowd I feel at home
  The black and whites they cruise by
  And they watch us from the corner of their eye
  But there aint no doubt girl, down here
  We aint gonna take what theyre handing out
  When Im out in the street
  I walk the way I wanna walk
  When Im out in the street
  I talk the way I wanna talk
  Baby, out in the street I dont feel sad or blue
  Baby, out in the street Ill be waiting for you
  When the whistle blows
  Girl, Im down the street
  Im home, Im out of my work clothes
  When Im out in the street
  I walk the way I wanna walk
  When Im out in the street
  I talk the way I wanna talk
  When Im out in the street
  Pretty girls, theyre all passing by
  When Im out in the street
  From the corner, we give them the eye
  Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
  Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Im talking out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Meet me out in the street
  Im talking out in the street