Living on my street

Calling me a fool
Simply watching the telly
You said it all before
Please stop, you're walking on my street
Sitting in my room

Listening to the stereo
Please leave, my friend
You never should've been living on my street
I guess you'll look down on it
I wish you'd search for it
I guess it's hard
I'm telling you goodbye
Will you ever be cool
You're showing me your photographs
Do it by the rules
If you ever come back just pass through my street