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. . ..