Street Theory Lyrics

Come on out, child We gonna ring doorbells and run Come on out, child, child We gonna ring doorbells and run
We gonna shake up the neighborhood Lord, we're bound to have some fun
We can take a plane to Paris Lord, we can fly to Rome We can take a plane to Paris Lord, we can fly to Rome I get a lump in my throat Every time I go back home
I'm gonna go to church on Sunday Just like my mama did I'm gonna go to church on Sunday Just like my mama did
We gonna put everything up front 'Cause there's nothing that we wanna keep in We gonna put everything up front 'Cause there's nothing that we wanna keep in
I'm gonna go to church on Sunday Just like my mama did I'm gonna go to church on Sunday Just like my mama did
We gonna put everything up front 'Cause there's nothing that we wanna keep in We gonna put everything up front 'Cause there's nothing that we wanna keep in
Come on out, child We gonna ring doorbells and run Come on out, child, child We gonna ring doorbells and run
We gonna shake up the neighborhood Lord, we're bound to have some fun We gonna shake up the neighborhood Lord, we're bound to have some fun
Come on out, child, come on out, child, child Come on out, come on out, come on out, child Come on out, child, come on out, child, child Come on out, child, child, come on out, child