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Felder |
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Just sixteen |
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Hungry and lean |
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Out on the streets alone |
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Nobody there at all |
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To catch you when you fall |
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No place to call your own |
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A prince of night |
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Neon lights |
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In jeans and worn-out shoes |
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No nine to five |
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To keep you alive |
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It's the twentieth century blues |
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Well, headhunters everywhere |
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Brother, you better beware |
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Livin' in the asphalt jungle |
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Trouble wherever you turn |
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Try not to get yourself burned |
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Deep in the asphalt jungle |
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Jungle |
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Asphalt jungle |
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They're everywhere out on the street |
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Looking for fresh meat |
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Baby, you're just their kind |
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They'll eat you up alive |
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Living that shuck and jive |
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Feeds upon your mind |
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A sound of screams in the night |
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Someone just lost a fight |
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Down on the boulevard |
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Another victim falls |
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Between concrete walls |
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They go down mighty hard |
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Well, headhunters everywhere |
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Brother, you better beware |
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Livin' in the asphalt jungle |
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Trouble wherever you turn |
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Try not to get yourself burned |
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Deep in the asphalt jungle |
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Jungle |
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Asphalt jungle |
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Asphalt jungle |
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Asphalt jungle |
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Asphalt jungle... |
