On My Street

Won't you visit my town? 
Ain't too far, you just go eight miles underground 
And take The Diamond Mine straight to my street. 
Everybody you know 
Is dying to meet you ('cos they all told me so!) 
And Tojo booked you HoJo's bridal suite. 

Light a candle with a star, 
Turn around, and there you are.

On my street (Hey-ey-ey) 
You can drive no car (Hey-ey-ey) 

Anybody could see
The Flying Doctor's been barking up the wrong tree
Cecil B. De Mille lives on my street
C.Y. O'Connor's feeling depressed
And Gypsy Rose Lee is always under-dressed
While Liberace is playing with his feet

Light a candle with a star
Turn around, and there you are
On my street you can drive no car

Fly Sinatra to the moon
You'll be back by afternoon
On my street you can call the tune
You can call the tune
Tou can yeah
Call it

You're on my street

Copyright EMI Music Publishing; reprinted with kind permission.

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