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You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way |
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In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake |
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Wonderin' if I'll sleep |
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Wonderin' if we'll meet out in the street |
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But you take the skyway |
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It don't move at all like a subway |
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It's got bums when it's cold like any other place, it's warm up inside |
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Sittin' down and waitin' for a ride beneath the skyway |
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Oh, then one day, I saw you walkin' down that little one-way |
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Where the place I'd catch my ride most everyday |
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There wasn't a damn thing I could do or say |
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Up in the skyway |
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In skyway |
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Skyway |
