I've seen the sidewalks

And I've been aware

Of the lamps and tables and the paperback books

That you throw out there

All your artifacts

In disrepair

Make up a pile so high

Could tie up the traffic in the thoroughfare



Put your love out on the street

Put your love out on the street

Put your love out on the street

Put your love out on the street tonight



I don't mind your sinning

I'm no saint myself

And if the neighbours call you a hellcat

Then let them call me a jezebel

Cause I've come to know you

I've come to know you so well

>From spying on you from my bathroom window

In this cheap hotel



So let flow the hydrants

And we'll dance in the spray

And we'll wash out our dirty laundry

In the alleyway