Don't Walk

You don't talk to your neighbors in the city.

Segue from Making Believe

Chorus:
Bb7             Fm
Walk Walk Walk  Walk a walk
Bb7                     Fm
Walk Walk Walk ah-hahh  Don't walk  Don't walk  Don't walk

1.
          Bb7
You don't talk to your neighbors in the City.
   (no, you never do, never do)
                                    F7
You don't talk to the people on the bus.
   (no body home)
          F7
You don't talk to the girls who're lookin' so pretty
   (no way baby)
                                            Bb
But anyway what the hell have you got to discuss?
[chorus]

2.
          Bb7
You don't listen to your neighbors in the city
   ("rotten BITCH")
                                      F7
You don't listen to the people on the street
   ("gimme a quarter")
          F7
You don't listen to the girls who're lookin' so pretty
   ("c'mere, boy!")
                                          Bb7
Face Front, eyes forward, get on down the street
[chorus]
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3.
Bb7             Fm
Walk Walk Walk  Walk a walk
Bb7                     Fm
Walk Walk Walk ah-hahh  Don't walk  Don't walk  Don't walk

          Bb7
You don't look at yer neighbors in the eyeball
   (no ya lookaway lookaway)
                                     F7
You don't stare at the bodies on the beach
   (mm-hm baby)
F7
I like lookin' at the girls so tan and pretty
   (ah-ooo)
                                             Bb7
Just as well (too bad), they're always outta reach.
[chorus]

4. [Slow]
Bb7
I talk to my neighbors in the city.
   (Howya doin')
                                F7
I smile at the old folks on the bus.
   (Say, take my seat)
F7
I like talkin' to the girls who're lookin' so pretty.
   (Uh-oh!)
[faster again]
                                       Bb7
I can't help myself. I'm just an onery cuss.
[chorus]