Lyrics

Dead End Streets
Tim Bird copyright 2002

Verse 1:
She was only three years old,
Little girl with a heart of gold
Gave all of her toys away,
To the boy next door so he could play
Well I caught that kid on Halloween,
Throwing eggs at everything
I said we?re going home to tell your folks,
She said daddy please let him go

Pre-chorus:
She was always that way, as a kid she?d bring, home little birds with broken wings
Always that way with the boys she?d meet, tryin? to build a freeway outa dead end streets

Chorus:
Dead end streets, dead end streets, trying to build a freeway outa dead end streets
Dead end streets, dead end streets, ya can?t build a freeway outa dead end streets

Verse 2:
Can?t forget the junior prom,
Cryin in her mother?s arms
It?s a pretty big date for a girl you know,
All night long and he didn?t show
Well summers come and summers go,
Those neighbors moved out years ago
But the boy came back the other day,
Just to say thanks and by the way

Pre-chorus:
He said I?m workin in the inner city these days, with troubled teens and runaways
They all say they can?t believe how I can build a freeway outa dead end streets

Chorus:
Dead end streets, dead end streets, trying to build a freeway outa dead end streets
Dead end streets, dead end streets, ya can?t build a freeway outa dead end streets

Verse 3:
Our girls grown and gone away,
Called her only yesterday
I said guess who dropped by the neighborhood,
He?s doin well and lookin good
She said Dad if there?s one thing I?ve learned,
I?ll find love on my own terms
That boy next door just aint for me,
Cause ya can?t build a freeway outa dead end streets

Chorus:
Dead end streets, dead end streets, trying to build a freeway outa dead end streets
Dead end streets, dead end streets, ya can?t build a freeway outa dead end streets