One Foot On The Street
His head still turns when girls walk by
He likes his nights out with the guys
And lately he's been working late
He has some friends I've never met
His wilder days aren't over yet
I don't suppose he'll ever change
He still has one foot on street
One eye on the door and one on me
His left hand's holding mine
The other hand is free
He still has one foot on the street
One foot on the street
He calls and says he's coming home
Two hours later, I'm alone
Then he comes in and can't unwind
Sometimes he acts just like a child
He tries to hide behind a smile
I wonder if he thinks I'm blind
He still has one foot on street
One eye on the door and one on me
His left hand's holding mine
The other hand is free
He still has one foot on the street
One foot on the street
He still has one foot on street
One eye on the door and one on me
His left hand's holding mine
The other hand is free
He still has one foot on the street
One foot on the street
