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I went walking at street level |
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Feeling strange and disheveled |
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Past the abattoir and the glory holes |
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Like a film noire, in the starring role |
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To the side streets, kept my nose clean |
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Tasted beautiful, tasted obscene |
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Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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This is Detroit, see the skyline |
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A commotion on the assembly line |
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Raise a glass to the Ambassador |
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As she's moving you to the dance floor |
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Does anyone here tonight remember those times? |
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Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like? |
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So many years, so many lives |
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These are the streets where they collide |
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From Jimmy Hoffa to Cadillac |
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Some look ahead, I'm going back |
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Cause I'm just looking for some sounds |
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To ease the vice that squeezes us every day |
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This was Motown, this was New France |
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Where the Chippewa did the firedance |
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That was long ago |
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This is here and now |
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But the memory still remains somehow |
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Singing, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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I can't tell you how this old story ends |
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I can't touch you now, like they did back then |
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Past the child's play with the jump rope |
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Hear the gun play, it's a tightrope |
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Does anyone here tonight remember those times? |
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Can anyone here tonight just tell me what they felt like? |
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Does anyone here tonight remember those times? |
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Somebody call the riot police, there's trouble down on 12th Street |
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