See the people walking up and down, see the people moving all around.
On the streets of my hometown on Yonge Street,
longest street in the world, they say, summertime soon slips away.

I hope I'll see you one fine day on Yonge Street,
everywhere you go in a city by the lake, back there in the flow you may give a hand a shake.
Everyone you pass seems to wanna say hello, even late at night on the freshly fallen snow.
See the children jumping all around, See the parents looking up and down
upon the streets of my hometown on Yonge Street.

It's a mean street if you choose, it's a lean street when you lose.
An in-between street when you cruise on Yonge Street.
Everywhere you go in a city by the lake, you'll be sure and find it's a case of give and take.
Everyone you pass seems to want to say hello, even late at night when the streets are all aglow.
It's the longest street in the world with the most feet in the world,
another street where boy meets girl on Yonge Street.

See the people walking up and down, see the people moving all around.
Those are the streets of my hometown on Yonge Street.
Everywhere you walk people almost say hello, even late at night when the streets are all aglow
on Yonge Street, on Yonge Street.