Put on your best dress baby   And darlin', fix your hair up right   Cause there's a party, honey   Way down beneath the neon lights   All day you've been working that hard line   Now tonight you're 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   I've already got Friday on my mind      When that whistle blows   Girl, I'm down the street   I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes   When I'm out in the street   I walk the way I wanna walk   When I'm out in the street   I talk the way I wanna talk   When I'm out in the street   When I'm out in the street      When I'm out in the street, girl   Well, I never feel alone   When I'm 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 ain't no doubt girl, down here   We ain't gonna take what they're handing out   When I'm out in the street   I walk the way I wanna walk   When I'm out in the street   I talk the way I wanna talk   Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue   Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you      When the whistle blows   Girl, I'm down the street   I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes   When I'm out in the street   I walk the way I wanna walk   When I'm out in the street   I talk the way I wanna talk      When I'm out in the street   Pretty girls, they're all passing by   When I'm 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