Positively 4th Street
You got a lotta nerveTo say you are my friendWhen I was downYou just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerveTo say you got a helping hand to lendYou just want to be onThe side that’s winning
You say I let you downYou know it’s not like thatIf you’re so hurtWhy then don’t you show it
You say you lost your faithBut that’s not where it’s atYou had no faith to loseAnd you know it
I know the reasonThat you talk behind my backI used to be among the crowdYou’re in with
Do you take me for such a foolTo think I’d make contactWith the one who tries to hideWhat he don’t know to begin with
You see me on the streetYou always act surprisedYou say, “How are you?” “Good luck”But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as meYou’d rather see me paralyzedWhy don’t you just come out onceAnd scream it
No, I do not feel that goodWhen I see the heartbreaks you embraceIf I was a master thiefPerhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfiedWith your position and your placeDon’t you understandIt’s not my problem
I wish that for just one timeYou could stand inside my shoesAnd just for that one momentI could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one timeYou could stand inside my shoesYou’d know what a drag it isTo see you