The World Is A Ghetto de George Benson

Walking down the street, smoggy-eyed
Looking at the sky, starry-eyed
Searching for the place, weary-eyed
Crying in the night, teary-eyed
Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto
Don't you know that it's true
That for me and for you
The world is a ghetto