| Song | On The Street Where You Live |
| Artist | Vic Damone |
| Album | Mad Men (Music From The Series Vol. 1) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| I have often walked down this street before; | |
| But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. | |
| All at once am I Several stories high. | |
| Knowing I\'m on the street where you live. | |
| Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? | |
| Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? | |
| Does enchantment pour Out of ev\'ry door? | |
| No, it\'s just on the street where you live! | |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| The overpowering feeling | |
| That any second you may suddenly appear! | |
| People stop and stare. They don\'t bother me. | |
| For there\'s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won\'t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. | |
| People stop and stare. They don\'t bother me. | |
| For there\'s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won\'t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| I have often walked down this street before | |
| But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. | |
| All at once am I Several stories high. | |
| Knowing I' m on the street where you live. | |
| Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? | |
| Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? | |
| Does enchantment pour Out of ev' ry door? | |
| No, it' s just on the street where you live! | |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| The overpowering feeling | |
| That any second you may suddenly appear! | |
| People stop and stare. They don' t bother me. | |
| For there' s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won' t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. | |
| People stop and stare. They don' t bother me. | |
| For there' s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won' t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| I have often walked down this street before | |
| But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before. | |
| All at once am I Several stories high. | |
| Knowing I' m on the street where you live. | |
| Are there lilac trees in the heart of town? | |
| Can you hear a lark in any other part of town? | |
| Does enchantment pour Out of ev' ry door? | |
| No, it' s just on the street where you live! | |
| And oh! The towering feeling | |
| Just to know somehow you are near. | |
| The overpowering feeling | |
| That any second you may suddenly appear! | |
| People stop and stare. They don' t bother me. | |
| For there' s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won' t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. | |
| People stop and stare. They don' t bother me. | |
| For there' s no where else on earth that I would rather be. | |
| Let the time go by, I won' t care if I | |
| Can be here on the street where you live. |