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When I walk down your street |
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Through your barred windows you look at me |
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And you wonder, have I come to ask |
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For one of your precious things that do not last |
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All your treasures |
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All your treasures |
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You think you know me but you don't know |
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That there's more to this picture than that shows |
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And you fear that I come to steal |
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Your security that ain't real |
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All your treasures |
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All your treasures |
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I will leave now and you won't cry |
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With relief now you'll just sigh |
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You'll remember come one day |
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And you'll walk out your door |
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'Cause you can't stay |
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While all your treasures |
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All your treasures slip away |
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All your treasures |
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All your treasures |
