You take the skyway High above the busy little one-way In my stupid hat and gloves at night I lie awake wondering about sleep Wondering if we'll meet out in the street Do you take the skyway? It don't move at all like a subway It's got bums when it's cold like any other place It's warm up inside Sitting down and waiting for a ride Beneath the skyway ♪ Oh, then one day I saw you walking down that little one-way Well, the place I catch my ride most every day Wasn't a damn thing I could do or say up in the skyway Skyway Skyway