Analysis of Easy Streets

Direct me to easy streets
where pots are filled with gold
Direct me to many treats
where pleasures are threefold

Direct me to hideaways
where quandaries find retreat
Direct me to quiet bays
where ventures are discreet

Direct me to magic lands
where every dream comes true
Direct me to sugar sands
where bathers jump the queue

Direct me to rendezvous'
where furtive meetings square
Direct me to higher views
where times are good and fair

Direct me to Shangri-las
where great performers play
Direct me to wondrous ahs
where delights have their say