Her name was Tracy
Working at the bar, tryna be a star
Dreams of babies, yeah
A house and a car, to cover the scars
But she knows
It's only a temporary fix
But that's how it goes
Even perfect people miss
Street sweeper, baby
I love you like crazy, oh yeah
Don't tell me maybe, yeah
'Cause you're my type of lady
What she wanted, yeah
Was to move to France, paint and dance
And I bought it, yeah
Not a wealthy man
But we can fake a plan
If you want to, yea
It's just a temporary fix
But what do I know?
Even faithful people slip
Street sweeper, baby
I love you like crazy, oh yeah
Forgive me maybe
'Cause you're my type of lady
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Now that it's time to go
And leave all that you know
It ain't so easy, no is it now
Said, you can't take it back
There's no time to lay low
And just go with the flow
Girl you got to grow, live it now
Street sweeper, baby
Love you like crazy, oh oh
Don't tell me maybe,
Don't tell me maybe, yea
'Cause you're my type of lady
My type of lady, whoah no no no
My type of lady
Ho, ho ho ho, ooh
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