Lyrics of an old street by Cheng Fangyuan

In the dust on a sunny day

A world of flowers

I don't know whose foot it is

Kissing my shoes

Swaying figure in front

I can't tell big brother from big sister

Suit fellow

Pink face girl

An old street

All over the street

I don't know if it's true or not

All over the place

I'm looking for it, but I don't see it

Beauty shops sell clothes

They don't cut their hair anymore

Gold digger

Brother of stock speculation

An old street

I don't understand

Go and ask the lady at the counter

Ignore the cold face

It's not service month

There are too many gods and too few servants

It's not special

Centenarian

A little bit of pride

An old street

The Yellow calendar is getting older and older

Shopping malls connect the ends of the earth

The signboard is more and more new

Each of them has a few sentences in foreign language

Delicious fast food

Our future master

The old and the new

Everything is good

An old street

In the dust on a sunny day

A world of flowers

I don't know whose foot it is

Kissing my shoes

Swaying figure in front

I can't tell big brother from big sister

Suit fellow

Pink face girl

An old street

The Yellow calendar is getting older and older

Shopping malls connect the ends of the earth

The signboard is more and more new

Each of them has a few sentences in foreign language

The fast food is delicious

Or our future master

The old and the new

Everything is good

An old street