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I say this was no game of chicken |
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You were aiming your best friend |
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That you wear like a switchblade on a chain around your neck |
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I think you picked this up in |
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Mexico from your dad |
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Now its daddy on the booze |
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And Brando on the ice |
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Now it's Dean in the doorway |
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With one more way he can't play this scene twice |
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So you drug her down every drag of this forbidden fit of love |
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And you told her to stand tall whet you kissed her |
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But that's not where you were thinking... |
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How could a |
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Natalie Wood not get sucked into a scene so custom tucked? |
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How now look who shows up |
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In the same place |
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In this case |
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I think it's better |
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To face it --- |
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We belong together |
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We belong together |
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Once Johnny the |
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King made a spit ring |
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And all the skid kids saw a very, very proud man |
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And he entwine her in his finger |
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And she lay there like a baby in his hand |
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And climb upon the rooftop docks lookin' out on the crosstown seas |
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And he wraps his jacket across her shoulders |
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And he falls and hugs and holds her on his knees |
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But a sailor just takes a broad down to the dark end of the fair |
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To turn her into a tattoo |
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That will whisper |
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Into the back of |
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Johnny's black hair |
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And now Johnny the |
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King walks these streets without her in the rain |
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Lookin' for a leather jacket |
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And a girl who wrote her name forever |
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A promise that --- |
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We belong together |
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We belong together |
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Shall we weigh along these streets |
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Young lions on the lam? |
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Are the signs you hid deep in your heart |
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All left on neon for them? |
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Who are foolish |
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Who are victim |
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Of the sailors and the ducky boys who would |
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Move into your eyes and lips and |
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Every tear |
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That falls down on the neighborhood now |
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I said "Bird, we just gotta tell them" |
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And they turn and ignore us |
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And the only heroes we got left |
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Are written right before us |
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And the only angel who sees us now |
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Watches through each other's eyes |
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And I can hear him |
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In every footstep's passing sigh |
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He goes crazy these nights |
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Watching heartbeats go by... |
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And they wisper --- |
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We belong together |
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We belong together |
