Chestnut Street Incident lyrics

Written by John Mellencamp

I had a face so cute made a young girl cry
And I could blow 'em away with just a wink of my eye
I got all dolled up on a Saturday night
Can't find a lady so I'll start a fight
Hey but ain't that the American Dream

But at School the young boys would assemble down in the parking lot
And we spoke of the homecoming queen and all the goodies she's got

Written by John Mellencamp

Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
in these small town streets too long
I've been up with the winners and down with the sinners
And hung on this corner 'til dawn
And my hands they have been tied
To a life I've been denied
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And workin' from nine to five

By the end of the day, all the kids would go play

Written by John Mellencamp

Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung on the corner 'til dawn
But my hands have been tied
To a life I've been denied
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And workin' a nine to five

Well I worked like a fool 'til after done with high school

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free her soul
but It's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll

If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues

Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

Pre-war matador
save your broken bones
Golden rule, he's such a fool
in the streets alone
Slow burn, taciturn
nothing left to say
Column five, sympathize
it's easier that way

(1st chorus)

Just want to be a big boy
pushin' some Jim-jims around
but it's hard to be a dreamer
in a dream killing town
Hard to be a dreamer
in a dream killing town

Written by John Mellencamp

Good girls don't stay for breakfast
They know it's in poor taste
Good girls won't blow your evening
With small talkin' chit chat just a waste

(chorus)

I don't wanna walk with you
and I don't wanna talk with you
and I don't wanna be with you
'till the night time

Good girls have reputation
Good girls have to keep it clean
But you girl you're so damn reckless

Written by Percy Mayfield

Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more

I said baby baby don't treat me so mean
Your the meanest old woman that I ever seen
I guess if you say so I'm gonna have to pack my things and go

Written by Osterberg/Williamson

I am your crazy driver
Honey I'm sure to steer you so wrong
I'm a dieing in this story
I'm only livin' to sing this song

I need somebody baby
You need somebody baby too
I need somebody baby
Just like you, Just like you

And I'm losing on my feelings
And I'm running out of friends
You know you lied to me in the beginning
Now your gonna try to bring me to the end

Written by Jerry Lieber, Mike Stoller

The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' down they began to swing.
You should've heard those jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Well Spider Murphy played on the saxophone,

Written by Roy Orbison, Bill Bees

Pretty woman, walkin' down the street.
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet,
Pretty woman, I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one could look as good as you.
Mercy

Pretty woman, won't you pardon me.
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see,
Pretty woman, you look lovely as can be.
Are you lonely just like me?
Kiss me

Pretty woman stop a while.

Written by John Mellencamp and George Green

Oh Sad Lady do you curse your name
and how many times have you been ashamed
Crazy Lady letting your emotions show
it's hard being a woman knowing what you know

Oh Sad Lady were you born in vain
nothing to live for and no one to blame
ain't no use in screaming or pulling on your hair
Crazy Lady dancing with a chair

(1st bridge)

Written by Aldo Legui and Bob Marcus

You see this kind of chick in every town.
Whenever there's a scene she's always hanging around
She's so naïve and innocent, she looks with all
She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw.
Now now now baby now

Super........supergirl, yeah
Super........supergirl

She never gets involved with blowing her cool

Written by The Doors

Well, she's fashionably lean
Hey and she's fashionably late
She'll never gonna wreck a scene
She'll never break a date
But now she's no drag
Just watch the way that she walks

She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
She's got world, she's got the world
All locked up inside a plastic box
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah

She's the queen of cool