You don't know
till you been in
my corner

know till you been
in my shoes
Know if your love
is for true
yeah

Only them who feel it knows
only them who feel it knows.
Ah
boys in the street
giving it to me.
Alright
boys in the street
giving it to me.

Oh
and if you were a
fly in excreta
looking at the
world from above

You would know I was
taking a beating
Only for the girl I love
only for the girl I love.
Ha
boys in the street
- alright - giving
it to me.
Boys in the street
giving it to me.
Oh
boys in the street
giving it to me. . . .
Coulda wished I
was back in West
India

living only for rub-a-dub

But you said
you're in love
with the cold
yeah

You love it 'cause
you just come

you love it 'cause
you just come.
Ha
boys in the street
oh yeah
giving it to me
alright. . . .
Boys in the street
alright
giving it to me
yeah. . . .
Oh yeah
boys in the street
giving it to me
alright. . . .
Boys in the street
oh yeah
giving it to me. . ..