Traffic light's red,
time to go to work.
Wash that window,
smile at that jerk.
"Hey Mister, won't you give fifty cents to this kid."
But all I get is a dirty look instead.
A grown man doesn't know
the places I've been.
Yeah, a grown hasn't seen
the things that I've seen.
"Hey Mister, won't you give fifty cents to this kid."
But all I get is a dirty look instead.
Traffic light's green,
gotta run for your life.
I wish I had a gun,
I wish I had a knife.
"Hey Mister, won't you give fifty cents to this kid."
But all I get is a dirty look instead.
You can't be too wild,
if you're an immigrant child.
You better shut and smile,
if you want to stay awhile.
