I got the highest heels on the street
But they don't get me high as I wanna be
I was born in the Summer of Sam
When all of New York City held its breath
Scared to death
A regular boy in the Reagan time
With my BB gun and satellite
And boy, did I want my MTV
And everything was easy
So easy
It was easy
My oh my, oh my
We had promises to keep
My oh my, oh my
Many miles to get to Union Street
If we could just get to Union Street
Then everything would be alright
You were the prettiest girl in town
But your ma was a druggy and she kicked you around
And everyone knew the word on the street
Knew she was easy
So easy
Your ma was easy
So meet me there in the parking lot
In that part of town that Jesus forgot
And bring those pills you stole from your mom
We'll be here
We'll be here
Then we'll be gone
We'll be long gone
My oh my, oh my
We got promises to keep
My oh my, oh my
Can you tell me the way to get to Union Street ?
If we could just get to Union Street
My oh my, oh my
We all have promises to keep
In the days of the falling sky
With every house lit up on Union Street
If we could make it to Union Street
My oh my, oh my
It's such a long long way to go
And nobody gets out alive
But just as long as we got rock and roll
Everything will be alright
Yeah, it will be alright
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