Streetcorner Ambassador Songtext

I keep a pile of pennies in the pocket of my pants I pay my toll to the sidewalk troll My entrance fee to street romance Oh streetcorner ambassador this city treats you well Supplies the finest newsprint sheets The penthouse suite, Park Bench Hotel Conferring with the delegates around imported port Important issues of the day, say "Unity will buy a quart" Oh streetcorner ambassador keeps highbrow company They drink the finest of liqueur at the A Train Embassy And it's toss into the old tin cup A shiny copper penny Sing along that old refrain "Can you spare just a little change, man? Can you spare just a little change" The cop said "Move on or I'm gonna take you to the shelter" She beat a quick retreat that's how he knew that he had helped her Oh streetcorner ambassador it seems so clear to me The more you are ignored they call diplomatic immunity Now if you find my money on the street you let it be Consider it my joint account with one who really needs it Oh streetcorner ambassador Back from Vietnam or up from the south Those patronizing liberals Took the words out of your mouth And it's toss into the old tin cup A shiny copper penny Sing along that old refrain "Can you spare just a little change, man? Can you spare just a little change" Toss into the old tin cup A shiny copper penny Sing along that old refrain "Can you spare just a little change, man? Can you spare just a little change"