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Where the streets are paved |
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With chewing gum and beer |
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Where the wisest of men |
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Are the men you don't ever see around here |
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Where the aftershave is killing every taste |
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Where the women forgot |
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What they got all dressed up for in the very first place |
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And when all that you need |
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Is just a little room to breathe |
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When you dance this thin, thin line |
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Oh man, you better be kind |
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And you better be kind |
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Or stop wasting, wasting my time |
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And you better be kind |
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At the age you're sixteen, you feeling wise and old |
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And the streets of your dreams |
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Seem to be paved with sex and gold |
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Where the booze makes fools, feels so lion strong |
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When the morning time drops all it's |
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Here you go's |
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, down, oh man, what have I done |
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And when all that you need |
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Is just a little room to breathe |
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When the best that you can |
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Doesn't cut it for them |
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When all that you see |
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Is what they want you to see |
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When you dance this thin, thin line |
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Oh man, you better be kind |
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You better be kind |
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Or stop wasting, wasting my time |
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And you better be kind |
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Ooh, you better be kind |
