4 Camels Lyrics - Early Recordings - Joan Osborne

August in the city 90 degrees 

The streets are full of arms and legs 

The audience is hangin' on the corner 

Just waitin' for some bones to beg 

The sniper and the moving target 

I can't talk talk until my face turn blue 

Hey girl, you, girl put that right here 

This what I'll do to you 

I live, I live, I live on this street, oh yeah 

I live, I live, I live on this street 

The dogs are speakin' the men are howlin' 

When we take our parts out for a walk 

I could say, I should say, I would say 

Does your mama know about the way you talk 

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Somewhere in Egypt I'm worth 4 camels 

A strong healthy girl like me 

On 42nd Street it's a quarter to look 

But the women outside are free 

I live, I live, I live, I live on this street 

Oh I, I live on this street, yeah 

[Incomprehensible] 

All that he can't see, baby 

Let us, let you stay girl 

[Incomprehensible] 

Ruler of the pavement 

He owns all that he can see 

On 42nd Street it's a quarter to look 

But the women outside are free 

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I live 

I live, I live, I live on this street 

[Incomprehensible] 

I live on this street, oh no, I livin' 

I live on this street 

[Incomprehensible] 

I live, I live, I live on this street