Street Called Desire - Rene, Angela

I threw my bags down to the sidewalk

Climbed out the window like an outlaw

My crime is true passion

Too young to ever be contained

I made off into the night like a bandit

Praying that this dream won’t leave us stranded

Oh!

— like glass my heart will break

Times are hard and mean, when

There’s no water to put out the fire

When I’m on a street called desire

There’s no water to put out the fire

On a street called desire

Desire!

His fuse is short and my temper’s snappy

It’s hot like a furnace but we’re happy

Oh, the darkest side of heaven

Is where we’ve made our bed

Born to break the law of chance, young and reckless

Ooh, work comes slow, cash runs low, it gets hectic

But I love, want, and need him

Life’s tough but sweet when

There’s no water to put out the fire

On a street called desire

There’s no water to put out the fire

On a street, oh, livin' on a street called desire

Water to put out the fire

On a street called desire

You tell me there’s no water to put out the fire

On a street called desire

Desi-desi-desi-desi-desirrre!

Like glass my heart will break

Times are hard and mean when

There’s no water to put out the fire

On a street called desire

There’s no water to put out the fire

On a street, oh, livin' on a street called desire

Water, that can put out the fire

When I’m on a street called desire

There’s no water, that can put out the fire

When I’m on a street called desire

There’s no water, that can put out the fire

When I’m on a street called desire

There’s no water, that can put out the fire

When I’m on a street called desire

There’s no water, that can put out the fire

There’s no water…