Her name was Tracy Working at the bar, tryna be a star Dreams of babies, yeah A house and a car, to cover the scars But she knows It's only a temporary fix But that's how it goes Even perfect people miss Street sweeper, baby I love you like crazy, oh yeah Don't tell me maybe, yeah 'Cause you're my type of lady What she wanted, yeah Was to move to France, paint and dance And I bought it, yeah Not a wealthy man But we can fake a plan If you want to, yea It's just a temporary fix But what do I know? Even faithful people slip Street sweeper, baby I love you like crazy, oh yeah Forgive me maybe 'Cause you're my type of lady Yea yea yea yea yea yea Now that it's time to go And leave all that you know It ain't so easy, no is it now Said, you can't take it back There's no time to lay low And just go with the flow Girl you got to grow, live it now Street sweeper, baby Love you like crazy, oh oh Don't tell me maybe, Don't tell me maybe, yea 'Cause you're my type of lady My type of lady, whoah no no no My type of lady Ho, ho ho ho, ooh