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The River (1980) |
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You walk down the street pushing people outta your way |
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You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride |
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You don't want nothing, don't need no one by your side |
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You're walking tough, baby but you're walking blind |
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To the ties that bind |
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The ties that bind |
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Now you can't break the ties that bind |
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Cheap romance, it's all just a crutch |
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You don't want nothing that anybody can touch |
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You're so afraid of being somebody's fool |
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Not walking tough, baby not walking cool |
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You walk cool, but darling, can you walk the line |
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And face the ties that bind |
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The ties that bind |
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Now you can't break the ties that bind |
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I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darling |
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Than know the emptiness your heart must hide |
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Yes I would darling |
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Yes I would darling, |
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Yes I would baby |
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You sit and wonder just who's gonna stop the rain |
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Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain |
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It's a long dark highway and a thin white line |
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Connecting baby your heart to mine |
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We're running now but darling we will stand in time |
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To face the ties that bind |
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The ties that bind |
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Now you can't break the ties that bind |
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Your mama's yapping in the backseat |
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Tell her to push over and move them big feet |
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Every Monday morning |
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I gotta drive her done to the unemployment agency |
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Well this morning I ain't fighting tell her I give up |
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Tell her she wins if she'll just shut up |
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But it's the last time that she's gonna be riding with me |
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You can tell her there's a hot sun beating on the black top |
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She keeps talking she'll be walking that last block |
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She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight |
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Well I got some beer and the highway's free |
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And I got you and baby you've got me |
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Hey, hey, hey, what you say |
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Sherry Darling |
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Now there's girls melting on the beach |
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And they're so fine but so out of reach |
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Cause I'm stuck in traffic down here on 53rd Street |
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Now Sherry my love for you is real |
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But I didn't count on this package deal |
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And baby this car just ain't big enough for her and me |
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So you can tell her there's a hot sun beating on the black top |
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She keeps talking she'll be walking that last block |
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She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight |
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Well I got some beer and the highway's free |
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And I got you and baby you've got me |
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Hey, hey, hey, what you say |
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Sherry Darling |
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Well let there be sunlight let there be rain |
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Let the brokenhearted love again |
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Sherry we could run with our arms open wide before the tide |
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To all the girls down at Sacred Heart |
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And all you operators back in the park |
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Say hey, hey, hey, what you say |
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Sherry Darling |
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Hey hey hey, what you say |
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Sherry Darling |
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Driving home she grabs something to eat |
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Turns a corner and drives down her street Into a row of houses she just melts away |
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Like a scenery in another man's play Into a house where the blinds are closed |
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To keep from seeing things she don't wanna know |
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She pulls the blinds and looks out on the street |
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Where the cool of the night takes the edge off the street In the Jackson Cage |
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Down in the Jackson Cage |
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You can try with all your might |
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But you're reminded everynight |
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That you've been judged and handed life |
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Down in the Jackson Cage |
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Every day ends in wasted motion |
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Just crossed swords on the killing floor |
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To settle back is to settle without knowing |
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The hard edge that you're settling for |
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Because there's always just one more day |
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And it's always gonna be that way |
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Little girl you've been down here so long I can tell by the way that you move you belong to |
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The Jackson Cage |
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Down in Jackson Cage |
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And it don't matter just what you say |
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Are you tough enough to play the game they play |
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Or will you just do your time and fade away |
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Down into the Jackson Cage |
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Baby there's nights when I dream of a better world |
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But I wake so downhearted girl |
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I see you feeling so tired and confused |
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I wonder what it's worth to me or you |
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Just waiting to see some sun |
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Never knowing if that day will ever come |
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Left alone standing out on the street |
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Till you become the hand that turns the key down in Jackson Cage |
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Down in Jackson Cage |
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Well darling can you understand |
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The way that they will turn a man Into a stranger to waste away |
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Seen a little girl crying along the way |
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She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again |
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Someday your crying girl will end |
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And you'll find once again |
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Two hearts are better than one |
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Two hearts girl get the job done |
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Two hearts are better than one |
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Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes |
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But I was living in a world of childish dreams |
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Someday these childish dreams must end |
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To become a man and grow up to dream again |
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Now I believe in the end |
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Two hearts are better than one |
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Two hearts girl get the job done |
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Two hearts are better than one |
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Sometimes it might seem like it was planned |
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For you to roam empty hearted through this land |
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Though the world turns you hard and cold |
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There's one thing mister that I know |
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That's if you think your heart is stone |
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And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone |
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Alonu buddy there ain't no peace of mind |
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That's way I'll keep searching till I find my special one |
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Two hearts are better than one |
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Two hearts girl get the job done |
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Two hearts are better than
one |
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Well papa go to bed now it's getting late |
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Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now |
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I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate |
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We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow |
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Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us |
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There's a darkness in this town that's got us too |
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But they can't touch me now |
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And you can't touch me now |
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They ain't gonna do to me |
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What I watched them do to you |
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So say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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It's Independance Day |
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All down the line |
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Just say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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It's Independance Day this time |
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Now I don't know what it always was with us |
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We chose the words, and yeah, we drew the lines |
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There was just no way this house could hold the two of us |
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I guess that we were just too much of the same kind |
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Well say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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It's Independance Day all boys must run away |
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So say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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All men must make their way come Independance Day |
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Now the rooms are all empty down at Frankie's joint |
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And the highway she's deserted clear down to Breaker's Point |
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There's a lot of people leaving town now, leaving their friends, their homes |
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At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone |
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Well papa go to bed now, it's getting late |
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Nothing we can say can change anything now |
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Because there's just different people coming down here now and they see things in different ways |
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And soon everything we've known will just be swept away |
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So say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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Papa now I know the things you wanted that you could not say |
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But won't you just say goodbye it's Independance Day |
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I swear I never meant to
take those things away |
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Jack I went out for a ride and I never went back |
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Like a river that don't know where it's flowing |
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I took a wrong turn and I just kept going |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Lay down your money and you play your part |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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I met her in a Kingstown bar |
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We fell in love I knew it had to end |
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We took what we had and we ripped it apart |
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Now here I am down in Kingstown again |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Lay down your money and you play your part |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Everybody needs a place to rest |
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Everybody wants to have a home |
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Don't make no difference what nobody says |
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Ain't nobody like to be alone |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Everybody's got a hungry heart |
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Lay down your money and you play your part |
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And darling fix your hair up right |
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Cause there's a party honey |
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Way down beneath the neon lights |
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All day you've been working that hard line |
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Now tonight you're gonna have a good time I work five days a week girl |
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Loading crates down on the dock I take my hard earned money |
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And meet my girl down on the block |
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And Monday when the foreman calls time I've already got |
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Friday on my mind |
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When that whistle blows |
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Girl, I'm down the street I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes |
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When I'm out in the street I walk the way I wanna walk |
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When I'm out in the street I talk the way I wanna talk |
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When I'm out in the street |
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When I'm out in the street |
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When I'm out in the street girl, |
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Well, I never feel alone |
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When I'm out in the street girl, In the crowd I feel at home |
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The black and whites they cruise by |
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And they watch us from the corner of their eyes |
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But there ain't no doubt girl, down here |
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We ain't gonna take what they're handing out |
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When I'm out in the street I walk the way I wanna walk |
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When I'm out in the street I talk the way I wanna talk |
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Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue |
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Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you |
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When the whistle blows |
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Girl, I'm down the street I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes |
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When I'm out in the street I walk the way I wanna walk |
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When I'm out in the street I talk the way I wanna talk |
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When I'm out in the street |
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Pretty girls, they're all passing by |
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When I'm out in the street |
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From the corner we give them the eye |
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Baby, out in the street I just feel all right |
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Meet me out in the street, little girl tonight |
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Meet me out in the street |
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My feets were flying down the street just the other night |
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When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light |
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What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique |
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I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me down the street |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight |
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Sometimes I spot a little stranger standing 'cross the room |
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My brain takes a vacation just to give my heart more room |
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For one kiss, darling I swear everything I would give |
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Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight |
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Well now she might be the talk of high society |
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She's probably got a lousy personality |
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She might be a heiress to Rockefeller |
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She might be a waitress or a bank teller |
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She makes the Venus de Milo look like she's got no style |
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She make Sheena of the Jungle look meek and mild |
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I need a quick shot, Doc, knock me off my feet |
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Cause I'll be minding my own business walking down the street... watchout! |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you |
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Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on
you tonight |
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YOU CAN LOOK (BUT YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH) |
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Yesterday I went shopping buddy down to the mall |
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Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall |
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I knocked over a lamp before it hit the floor I caught it |
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A salesman turned around said, "boy you break that thing you bought it" |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy |
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You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch |
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Well I came home from work and I switched to Channel 5 |
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There was a pretty little girly looking straight into my eyes |
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Well I watched as she wiggled back and forth across the screen |
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She didn't get me excited she just made me feel mean |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy |
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You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch |
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Well I called up Dirty Annie on the telephone |
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I took her out to the drive-in just to get her alone |
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I found a lover's rendezvous, the music low, set to park |
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I heard a tapping on the window and a voice in the dark |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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You can look but you better not touch boy |
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Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy |
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You can look but you better
not, no you better not, no you better not touch |
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Pushing that baby carriage at your feet |
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I see that lonely ribbon in your hair |
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Tell me I am the man for whom you put it there |
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You never smile girl, you never speak |
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You just walk on by, darling week after week |
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Raising two kids alone in this mixed up world |
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Must be a lonely life for a working girl |
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Little girl I wanna marry you |
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Oh yeah, little girl I wanna marry you |
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Yes I do Little girl, I wanna marry you |
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Now, honey I don't wanna clip your wings |
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But a time comes when two people should think of these things |
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Having a home and a family |
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Facing up to their responsibilities |
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They say that in the end true love prevails |
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But in the end true love can't be no fairytale |
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To say I'll make your dreams come true would be wrong |
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But maybe darling, I could help them along |
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Little girl I wanna marry you |
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Oh yeah, little girl I wanna marry you |
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Yes I do Little girl, I wanna marry you |
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My daddy said right before he died |
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That true, true love was just a lie |
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He went to his grave a broken heart |
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An unfulfilled live, makes a man hard |
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Oh, darling, there's something happy and there's something sad |
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But wanting somebody, oh so bad |
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I wear my love darling without shame |
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I'd be proud if you would
wear my name |
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Where mister, when you're young |
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They bring you up to do like your daddy done |
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Me and Mary we met in high school |
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When she was just seventeen |
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We'd drive out of this valley down to where the fields were green |
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We'd go down to the river |
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And into the river we'd dive |
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Oh down to the river we'd ride |
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Then I got Mary pregnant |
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And, man, that was all she wrote |
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And for my 19th birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat |
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We went down to the courthouse |
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And the judge put it all to rest |
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No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle |
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No flowers, no wedding dress |
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That night we went down to the river |
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And into the river we'd dive |
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Oh down to the river we did ride |
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I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company |
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But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy |
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Now all them things that seemed so important |
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Well mister they vanished right into the air |
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Now I just act like I don't remember |
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Mary acts like she don't care |
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But I remember us riding in my brother's car |
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Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir |
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At night on them banks I'd lie awake |
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And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take |
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Now those memories come back to haunt me |
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They haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie if it don't come true |
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Or is it something worse, that sends me |
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Down to the river though I know the river is dry |
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That sends me down to the river tonight |
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Down to the river my baby and I |
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Oh down to the river we
ride |
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Do you go to bed at night |
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Praying that tomorrow, everything will be allright |
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But tomorrow's fall in number in number one by one |
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You wake up and you're dying you don't even know what from |
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Well they shot you point blank you been shot in the back |
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Baby point blank you been fooled this time, little girl that's a fact |
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Right between the eyes baby, point blank |
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Right between the pretty lies that they tell Little girl you fell |
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You grew up where young girls they grow up fast |
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You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked |
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But what they asked baby wasn't right |
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You didn't have to live that live I was gonna be your |
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Romeo you were gonna be my Juliet |
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These days you don't wait for Romeo's, you wait on that welfare check |
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And on all the pretty things that you can't ever have and on all the promises |
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That always end up point blank, shot between the eyes |
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Point blank like little white lies you tell to ease the pain |
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You're walking in the sights, girl of point blank |
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And it's one false move and baby the lights go out |
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Once I dreamed we were together again Baby you and me |
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Back home in those old clubs the way we used to be |
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We were standing at the bar it was hard to hear |
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The band was playing loud and you were shouting something in my ear |
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You pulled my jacket off and as the drummer counted four |
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You grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the floor |
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You just stood there and held me, then you started dancing slow |
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And as I pulled you tighter I swore I'd never let you go |
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Well I saw you last night down on the avenue |
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Your face was in the shadows but I knew that it was you |
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You were standing in the doorway out of the rain |
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You didn't answer when I called out your name |
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You just turned and then you looked away |
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Like just another stranger waiting to get blown away |
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Point blank, right between the eyes |
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Point blank, right between the pretty lies you fell |
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Point blank, shot straight through the heart |
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Yea point blank, you've been twisted up till you've become just another part of it |
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Point blank, you're walking in the sights |
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Point blank, living one false move, just one false move away |
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Point blank, they caught you in their sights |
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Point blank, did you forget how to love, girl did you forget how to fight |
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Point blank, they must have shot you in the head |
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Well, there she sits buddy justa gleaming in the sun |
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There to greet a working man when his day is done |
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I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt |
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I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch |
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Eldorado fins, whitewalls and skirts |
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Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth |
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Well buddy when I die throw my body in the back |
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And drive me to the junkyard in my Cadillac |
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Cadillac, |
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Cadillac |
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Long and dark, shiny and black |
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Open up your engines let 'em roar |
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Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur J |
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ames Dean in that Mercury '49 |
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Junior Johnson running through the woods of |
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Caroline Even Burt Reynolds in that black Trans-Am |
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All gonna meet down at the Cadillac Ranch |
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Cadillac, |
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Cadillac |
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Long and dark, shiny and black |
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Open up your engines let 'em roar |
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Tearing up the highway just a big old dinosaur |
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Hey, little girlie in the blue jeans so tight |
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Driving alone through the Wisconsin night |
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You're my last love baby, you're my last change |
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Don't let them take me to the Cadillac Ranch |
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Cadillac, |
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Cadillac |
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Long and dark, shiny and black |
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Pulled up to my house today |
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Spy beeper that tells me when you're lonely I got a |
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Batmobile so I can reach ya' in a fast shake |
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When your world's in crisis of an impending heartbreak |
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Now don't you call James Bond or Secret Agent Man |
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Cause they can't do it, like I can I'm a rocker, baby |
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I'm a rocker - every day I'm a rocker, baby I'm a rocker |
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If you're hanging from a cliff or you're tied to the tracks girl |
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Columbo split and you can't find Kojak |
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True love is broken and the tears are falling faster |
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You're suffering from a pain in your heart or some other natural disaster |
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Now I don't care what kind of shape you're in |
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If they put up a roadblock, I'll parachute in I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker - I'm in love I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker - every day I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker - with you |
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So you fell for some jerk who was tall, dark and handsome |
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Then he kidnapped your heart and now he's holding it for ransom |
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Well, like a mission impossible I'm gonna go and get it back |
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You know I would'a taken better care of it, baby than that |
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Sometimes I get so hot girl, well, I can't talk |
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But when I'm with you I cool off, and I walk |
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I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker, and I talk |
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I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker, every day |
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I'm a rocker, baby, |
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I'm a rocker, every
day |
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And that no matter what I do it's all over now between me and you girl |
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But I can't believe what you say |
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No I can't believe what you say 'cause baby I don't wanna fade away |
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Oh I don't wanna fade away |
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Tell me what can I do what can I say |
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Cause darling I don't wanna fade away |
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Well now you say that you've made up your mind |
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It's been such a long, long time since it's been good with us |
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And that somewhere back along the line you lost your love and I lost your trust |
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Now rooms that once were so bright are filled with the coming night, |
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Darling I don't wanna fade away |
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Oh I don't wanna fade away |
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Tell me what can I do what can I say |
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Cause darling I don't wanna fade away |
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You say it's not easy for you |
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And that you've been so lonely |
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While other girls go out doing what they want to do |
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You say that you miss the nights when we'd go out dancing |
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The days when you and I walked as two |
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Well girl, I miss them too |
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Oh I swear that I do Oh girl |
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Now baby I don't wanna be just another useless memory holding you tight |
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Or just some other ghost out on the street to whom you stop and politely speak |
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When you pass on by vanishing into the night |
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Left to vanish into the night |
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No baby I don't wanna fade away |
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Oh I don't wanna fade away |
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Tell me what can I do what can I say |
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Cause darling I don't wanna fade away. |
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In a little house out on the edge of town |
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We got married, and swore we'd never part |
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Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart |
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At first I thought it was just restlessness |
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That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep |
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In the end it was something more I guess |
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That tore us apart and made us weep |
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And I'm driving a stolen car |
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Down on Eldridge Avenue |
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Each night I wait to get caught |
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But I never do |
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She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote |
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When our love was young and bold |
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She said last night she read those letters |
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And they made her feel one hundred years old |
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And I'm driving a stolen car |
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On a pitch black night |
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And I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright |
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But I ride by night and I travel in fear |
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I wanna ramrod with you honey, till halfpast dawn |
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Let your hair down sugar and pick up this beat |
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Come on and meet me tonight down on Bluebird street |
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I've been working all week, I'm up to my neck in hock |
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Come Saturday night I let my ramrod rock |
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She's a hot stepping hemi with a four on the floor |
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She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 Ford |
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Late at night when I'm dead on the line |
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I swear I think of your pretty face when I let her unwind |
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Well look over yonder see them city lights |
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Come on little dolly 'n' go ramrodding tonight |
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Come on, come on, come on little baby |
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Come on, come on let's shake it tonight |
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Come on, come on, come on little sugar |
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Dance with your daddy and we'll go ramrodding tonight |
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Hey little dolly won't you say you will |
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Meet me tonight on the top of the hill |
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Well just a few miles cross the county line |
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There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines |
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Say you'll be mine little girl I'll put my foot on the floor |
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Give me the word now sugar,
we'll go ramrodding forever more. |
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You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks |
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Out on to an open road you ride until the day |
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You learn to sleep at nigth with the price you pay |
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Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies |
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And in one last breath they built the roads they'd ride to their death |
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Driving on through the night, unable to break away |
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From the restless pull of the price you pay |
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Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay |
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Now you can't walk away from the price you pay |
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Now they'd come so far and they'd waited so long |
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Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong |
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Where the dark of night holds back the light of day |
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And you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay |
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Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay |
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Now you can't walk away from the price you pay |
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Little girl down on the strand |
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With that pretty little baby in your hands |
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Do you remember the story of the promised land |
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How he crossed the desert sands |
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And could not enter the chosen land |
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On the banks of the river he stayed |
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To face the price you pay |
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So let the game start, you better run you little wild heart |
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You can run through all the nights and all the days |
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But just across the county line, a stranger passing through put up a sign |
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That counts the man fallen away to the price you pay, and girl before the end of the day |
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I'm gonna tear it down and
throw it away. |
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And I wish God would send me a word, send me something I'm afraid to lose |
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Lying in the heat of night like prisoners all our lives |
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I get shivers down my spine and all I wanna do is hold you tight |
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I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes |
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And to taste your tender charms |
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And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms |
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Tonight there's fallen angels and they're waiting for us down in the street |
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Tonight there's calling strangers, hear them crying in defeat |
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Let them go, let them go, let them go, do their dances of the death (let 'em go right ahead) |
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You just dry your eyes girl, and c'mon c'mon c'mon let's go to bed baby, baby, baby |
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I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes |
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And to taste your tender charms |
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And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms |
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There's machines and there's fire waiting on the edge of town |
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They're out there for hire but baby they can't hurt us now |
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Cause you've got, you've got, you've got, you've got my love, you've got my love |
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Through the wind, through the rain, the snow, the wind, the rain |
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You've got, you've got my,
my love, heart and soul. |
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Coming home at the end of the working day |
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I was riding alone through the drizzling rain |
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On a deserted stretch of a county two lane |
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When I came upon a wreck on the highway |
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Now there was blood and glass all over |
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And there was nobody there but me |
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As the rain tumbled down hard and cold |
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I seen a young man lying by the side of the road |
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He cried Mister, won't you help me please |
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An ambulance finally came and took him to |
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Riverside I watched as they drove him away |
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And I thought of a girlfriend or a young wife |
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And a state trooper knocking in the middle of the night |
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To say your baby died in a wreck on the highway |
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Sometimes I sit up in the darkness |
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And I watch my baby as she sleeps |
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Then I climb in bed and I hold her tight |
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I just lay there awake in the middle of the nigth |
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Thinking 'bout the wreck on the highway |
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Lyrics by Bruce Springsteen / Reproduction for commercial use strictly prohibited |
Testi di Bruce Springsteen / Riproduzione per usi commerciali vietata |
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