Olvera Street

By Keep Left

On Keep Left

Released on 1996

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All the boys downtown say she's got a...

She's got an attitude

She's got an attitude

She don't keep down when she really ought to

She don't pay attention to the status quo

She's just a primadonna

She owns a restaurant

She's not a working girl

She's not a working girl

She got a little too much leisure time and she doesn't speak for the community

But Vivian wakes up everyday just to see her culture slipping away

Who's gonna want a street that old in a town that's full of new?

She can feel the ground

The ground is sinking fast to the bottom half of the hour glass

But she keeps on climbing 'cause there's nothing еlse she can do

And Vivian's got a calm cool way about her

Shе keeps her head held high through every little twist and turn

Vivian's got a pretty brown-eyed daughter

She doesn't speak Spanish, and she doesn't really wanna learn...

Doesn't really wanna learn

Vivian walks past a couple derelicts sleeping in the shade of history

She doesn't lose a step

She doesn't look back

Somebody shows her another story

A story in a local magazine

It makes her angry

It makes her angry

"Jesus on a soapdish, what the hell is that"

Tell me why we're always working and they try to make us look so cheap

Tell me why it's just the shallow ones who always cut so deep

Tell me why I'm always fighting and I'm always trying to look so tough

If no one out there gives a damn then I'm never gonna be enough

Vivian looks with wonder at her weary hands

She says tomorrow's just another day

But the street is getting quiet and she understands

Tijuana's three short hours away...

Only three short hours away

Vivian's daughter got a new boyfriend

She's got a fast car with a stereo

She doesn't try when she's in school

She's gonna squeak on by on her way to the top

She got an attitude

It doesn't matter 'cause she's pretty like a picture

Like a picture

Her life's all planned out

There's no denying

It's written in stone like a marker for a grave

Gonna fly now

Gotta get away

Before the sun melts her gossamer wings and she falls back down to the tiny little street that her mother's still trying to save

And Vivian's got a calm cool way about her...