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I've been walking these streets so long |
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Singing the same old song |
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I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway |
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Where hustle's the name of the game |
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And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain |
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There's been a load of compromisin' |
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On the road to my horizon |
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But I'm gonna be where they lights are shinin' on me... |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know |
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And offers comin' over the phone |
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Well I really don't mind the rain |
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And a smile can hide all the pain |
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But you're down when your riding the train that's takin' the long way |
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And I dream of the things I'll do |
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With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe |
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There'll be a load of compromisin' |
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On the road to my horizon |
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But I'm gonna be where they lights are shinin' on me... |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know |
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And offers comin' over the phone |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo |
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Like a Rhinestone cowboy |
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Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know |
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And offers comin' over the phone |
