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I have to come and see you |
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Maybe once or twice a year |
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I think nothing would suit me better right now |
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Than some downtown atmosphere |
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In the dance halls and the galleries |
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Betting in the |
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OTBSynchronized like magic |
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Good friends, you and me |
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The sun goes down in |
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JerseyRises over little |
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ItalyWe could talk it up 'til the block gets up |
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Swapping stories |
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Sitting around in some all night zoo |
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Watching it run like a movie |
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Synchronized like magic |
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Good friends, you and me |
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No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel |
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No blame for what we can and cannot feel |
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But now it's cloak and dagger |
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Walk on eggshells and analyze |
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Every particle of difference |
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Gets like mountains in our eyes |
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You say, "You're unscrupulous" |
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You say, "You're naive" |
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Synchronized like magic |
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Good friends, you and me |
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No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel |
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No blame for what we can and cannot feel |
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Sometimes change comes at you |
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Like the broadside accident |
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There is chaos to the order |
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Random things you can't prevent |
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There could be trouble around the corner |
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There could be beauty down the street |
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Synchronized like magic |
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Good friends, you and me |
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No hearts of gold, no nerves of steel |
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No blame for what we can and cannot feel |
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No nerves of steel, no hearts of gold |
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No blame for what we can and can't control |
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Good friends, you and me |
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Good friends, you and me |
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Good friends, you and me... |
