Sure I need your money
But Id like to talk to you
Yeh I could use your money
But I wanna talk to you
You throw me a coin
as you rush past
Your life is a blur
that moves so fast
I live in my place
in the world at your feet
Like to tell you how it is
the other side of the street
Ill give you some money
But I cant talk to you
You can have my money
though I cant talk to you
Ill do what I can
but Im real short of time
Telephone is ringing
Two calls on the line
Places to go
and people to meet
Too busy to breathe
The other side of the street
We dont understand how the other half live
Yet the other half have so much to give
We all travel to the place where well going to meet
Yet we never seem to make the other side of the street
Blues Band - THE OTHER SIDE Lyrics
Blues Band - THE OTHER SIDE Lyrics
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Sure I need your money
But Id like to talk to you
Yeh I could use your money
But I wanna talk to you
You throw me a coin
as you rush past
Your life is a blur
that moves so fast
I live in my place
in the world at your feet
Like to tell you how it is
the other side of the street
Ill give you some money
But I cant talk to you
You can have my money
though I cant talk to you
Ill do what I can
but Im real short of time
Telephone is ringing
Two calls on the line
Places to go
and people to meet
Too busy to breathe
The other side of the street
We dont understand how the other half live
Yet the other half have so much to give
We all travel to the place where well going to meet
Yet we never seem to make the other side of the street
But Id like to talk to you
Yeh I could use your money
But I wanna talk to you
You throw me a coin
as you rush past
Your life is a blur
that moves so fast
I live in my place
in the world at your feet
Like to tell you how it is
the other side of the street
Ill give you some money
But I cant talk to you
You can have my money
though I cant talk to you
Ill do what I can
but Im real short of time
Telephone is ringing
Two calls on the line
Places to go
and people to meet
Too busy to breathe
The other side of the street
We dont understand how the other half live
Yet the other half have so much to give
We all travel to the place where well going to meet
Yet we never seem to make the other side of the street