'70s Street Munchies

'70s street munchies
I’m walking down the street feeling funky,
'70s street munchies
I’m walking down the street feeling hungry, hungry
'70s street munchies
I’m not munching my head cause it’s empty, empty
'70s street munchies
I’m strolling down the road feeling funky, funky
And I’m wearing my short skirt, my shoes and white hat (Ay)
And I’m wearing my flare pants, my lipstick and all that (Ay)
And I’m wearing my favourite sweater (Ay)
But you wish you knew me better
'70s street munchies
I’m heading rather south feeling peckish, peckish
'70s street munchies
I’m going on the train feeling fresh as, fresh as
'70s street munchies
I’m walking down the road feeling thirsty, thirsty
'70s street munchies
I’m heading to the shops feeling flirty, flirty
And I’m wearing my short shorts, my flare pants and drop cap
And I’m wearing my make up, my bleached hair and shit tatts
And I’m wearing my favourite sweater
But you wish you knew me better
'70s street
'70s street
'70s street munchies
Feeling funky, feeling funky
Feeling fun, fun-ky
'70s street
'70s street
'70s street munchies
Feeling funky, feeling funky
Feeling fun, fun-ky (Ay)