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A breathless drive on a downtown street, |
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A motor-bike ride in the midday heat, |
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The dust that hung from the desert skies, |
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Run though we'd run it still burned our eyes, |
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Oh yes we may walk on the wild wild side of life, |
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And our movements traced by a stranger close by your side, |
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And in the shadows of a promise you can take my hand, |
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And show me a way to understand. |
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So if you think you know how to love me, |
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And you think you know what I need, |
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And if you really really want me to stay, |
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You've got to lead the way, |
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Yes if you think you know how to love me, |
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And you think you can stand by me, |
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And if you really really want me to stay, |
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You've got to lead the way. |
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A reckless nite in a nameless town, |
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Then we moved out of sight with a silent sound, |
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A beach that wept with deserted waves, |
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That's where we slept knowing we'd be safe, |
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Now you may think you can walk on the wild, wild side with me, |
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But there's a lot I can learn and a lot that I've yet to see, |
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You know you've got my life lying in your hands, |
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It's up to you to make me understand. |
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So if you think you know how to love me, |
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And you think you know what I need, |
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And if you really really want me to stay, |
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You've got to lead the way, |
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Yes if you think you know how to love me, |
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And you think you can stand by me, |
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And if you really really want me to stay, |
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You've got to lead the way. |
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Yes if you think you know how to love me, |
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And you think you know what I need, |
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And if you really really want me to stay, |
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You've got to lead the way, |
