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Man in the street nowhere to sleep |
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No time for nothing no Patek Phillipe |
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Pedal to the metal Blow by Blow |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
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They're leaving you nothing and nowhere to go |
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Just put you in the corner like an old banjo |
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The strings are breakin' but you can't say no |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
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Systematic one man show |
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You're caught up in the middle where the four winds blow |
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No salvation 20 below |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
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All systems go friend or foe |
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It's all dependin' on the dice you throw |
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Come without a warning like a U.F.O. |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
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You see this woman on a T.V. show |
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She's drippin' in diamonds from head to toe |
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They make you believe it's the status quo |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
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All systems go friend or foe |
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It's all dependin' on the dice you throw |
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Come without a warning like a U.F.O. |
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You're runnin' with the devil it's touch and go |
