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Lying in a city night |
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A million fingers tingling my skin |
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Out there in the sea tonight |
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I though I saw you clutching your sin |
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You rolled me over long ago |
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And told me you were strong enough to go |
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You needed more than this lover's dream |
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You need the steel and the concrete beams in your life, in your life |
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We laughed and drank in the jukebox light |
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And we tore the rug in that downtown dive |
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Every Saturday night |
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Hey for fifty cents we'd dance all night long |
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And each new tune we said, "That's our song" |
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Oh it felt so right, well ecstasy ain't free |
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But compromise is chance |
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I remember how you used to love to dance |
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They told me you have found your love |
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You moved in locked up and put out your blues |
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Well all God's children got to grow up |
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And play house, make vows to hang up their shoes |
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Do you sit and talk over coffee cups |
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Do headline mornings satisfy and fill you up |
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I kept your eyes and your cigarette kiss |
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You couldn't keep the lies, the adrenalin bliss in your life, in your life |
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We laughed and drank in the jukebox light |
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And we tore the rug in that downtown dive |
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Every Saturday night |
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For fifty cents we'd dance all night long |
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And each new tune we said, "That's our song" |
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Oh it felt so right, well ecstasy ain't free |
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But compromise is chance |
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I remember how you used to love to dance |
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I'm gonna go out tonight |
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I'm gonna drive up to the hill |
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I'm gonna dive on into those city lights |
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And I'm gonna dance, dance, dance till |
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I get my fill |
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We laughed and drank in the jukebox light |
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And we tore the rug in that downtown dive |
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Every Saturday night |
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Yeah for fifty cents we'd dance all night long |
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And each new tune we said, "That's our song" |
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Oh it felt so right, well |
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I know, I know ecstasy ain't free |
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But compromise is chance |
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I remember how you used to love to dance |
