Scraps — Walking Down The Street lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Walking Down The Street" by Scraps.

Lyrics

I’m walking down the street
I am dancing on my own
I am looking at your feet
You are waiting at the park
And then we walk down the road
There are people waiting round
Like a fat man with a case
And two people making out
And I am here to, remind you
That you are great but I am too
I came all this way just to tell you
That you are great but I am too
I’m walking down the room
I am dancing on my own
I am looking at your feet
You are waiting at the park
And then we walk down the road
There are people waiting round
Like a fat man with a case
And two people making out
It’s tuesday morning
Do you remember the time
When I first called you
But you were not home
It’s tuesday morning
Do you remember the time
When I first called you
But you were not home
So I was dancing on my own
I was dancing on my own
I was dancing