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(Verse 1)I got my start on the street With the monkey next to me he'll Shake your hand for a dollar, If you're nice kiss your cheek To my left I can see Chinese flipping bowls on their heads from their feet YoStrolling on the sceneAre my arch-enemies Break-dancers take your crowd, your girl, your money Balloon man's telling me to turn down pleaseAnd the psychic agrees I begin to see that Oh I'm home, I'm right where I belong And there's no where else that I'd rather be (Chorus)Because those moments on the street When crowd would rock with me I felt like the biggest man, the biggest man in Los Angeles You see all I really need Are some ears to hear me dream I feel like the biggest man, the biggest man in Los Angeles Standing on the street, yeah Letras de cancionesJust standing on the street (Verse 2)Trombone cuts deep through the crowd doing Motown moves With his hat tucked down A belly dancer passes the tip jar around And the men are confused, slightly aroused Muslims, Christians preaching, wishingI would shut up so the people could listen Supposed to cut through all this noise With my little voice, I begin to see that Oh I'm home, I'm right where I belong And there's no where else that I'd rather be (chorus) And the day goes dark I pack my carStare out at the ocean Take some time A quiet smile Let it all just soak in (chorus) x2 From Letras Mania