John Gorka - Dream Street lyrics

I saw the champ running down by the river With his trainer and his stretch limousine I don't recall the year but it was late in his career When he was featured in those glove magazines They never leave the ring before it's too late They never seem to quit in their prime I guess you take it as a given that a champion is driven So he can always win one more time [Chorus] So there's a new reservation on Dream Street With a room with no view of before It takes years for some to check in But Dream Street will beckon 'Til they're mumbling their names at the door Some do it out of pride, some do it for the dough Some do cause it's the only thing they're ever gonna know "promoters take the money, the fighters take the pain"* They find a new s**er, and they'll do it again From the time before he won the title Till the referee stopped his last fight Oh I swear there was greatness there Till those younger guys put out the light So now he's in his ever after With money to last all of his days Oh but the price makes you shiver, fate's an Indian giver She giveth and she taketh away [Chorus] Dream Street is calling, Larry Dream Street is calling, Joe Dream Street is calling, Muhammad Dream Street is calling, Yo Dream Street is calling...