Mainstreet
I remember standing on the corner at midnightTrying to get my courage upThere was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtownI loved to watch her do her stuffThrough the long lonely nights she filled my sleepHer body softly swaying to that smoky beatDown on mainstreetIn the pool halls, the hustlers and the losersI used to watch 'em through the glassWell I'd stand outside at closing timeJust to watch her walk on pastUnlike all the other ladies, she looked so young and sweetAs she made her way alone down that empty streetDown on mainstreetAnd sometimes even now, when I'm feeling lonely and beatI drift back in time and I find my feetDown on mainstreetDown on mainstreet