The neighbourhood that I live in
I've always seen as home
At certain times of the evening
It's like a no-go zone

Got cash in my pocket to last the weekend (ba ba ba ba)
And I've got features I quite like and don't mind keeping

But still I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories
I wouldn't set a foot outside

You say I live in a bubble
I find a bubble's best
At a faint whiff of trouble
Just turn and head due west

Quite light on my feet if I ever need be (ba ba ba ba)
As I zip down the street no-one ever sees me

That's why I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories
I wouldn't set a foot outside

I'm tempting fate (I know, tell me about it)
So nonchalant (I know, and I don't doubt it)
I'll probably get it tomorrow

Til then I walk the side streets home
Even when I'm on my own
If I let myself believe...

(Side streets home)
(On my own)

Believe...

Writer : STANLEY, BOB / WIGGS, PETER STEWART / CRACKNELL, SARAH
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.