Text: Bruce Hornsby. Stranded on Easy Street.

Well, she was so fine on the first impression
Taken, taken in by the view
With eyes so soft and a face so smooth
Well, I found her selling in a fashion booth

All that I said was, "Do you sell suits?"
Said, "You're a scream and your accent's so cute"
Mother had to meet me, it all sounded funny
Then my friends told me, "Well, the girls got money"

It's alright, it's okay
Hey, don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street

Well, she said she was when a good time girl
Laughing, laughing a bit too loud
When such a face the specialist creates
Well, she gets the benefit of the doubt

I know that she wanted more than I could give
But just had to see how the other half lived
Showed me to her friends, she showed me her throne
I didn't sell my soul, I just a took out a loan

It's alright, it's okay
Hey, don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street

Run to her mother, the social x ray star
She put me at the wheel of her father's new car
Loved, how her touch made me want to drive farther
She loved how her money meant, she'd tell me how far

Hey, it's alright, it's okay
Hey, don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street

You might get stranded on easy street
Might get stranded on easy street