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Sleep like a baby, |
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my little lady, |
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Dream till the sunrise |
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creeps into your eyes |
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Dream till the sunrise |
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Turns on the day. |
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In the Avenues and Alleyways |
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while you sleep there's a whole world coming alive |
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Abel and his brother, fighting one another |
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in and out of every dive |
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The Avenues and Alleyways |
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where the strong and the quick alone can survive |
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Look around the jungle |
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see the rough and tumble |
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Listen to a squealer cry |
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Then a little later |
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in the morning paper |
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Read about the way he died. |
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Wake up my pretty |
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Go to the city |
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Stay through the daytime |
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safe in the sunshine |
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stay till the daytime |
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turns into night. |
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In the Avenues and Alleyways |
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Where a mans gotta work out which side he's on |
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any way he chooses |
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chances are he loses |
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no one gets to live too long |
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the avenues and alleyways |
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Where the soul of a man is easy to buy |
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everybody's wheeling |
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everybody's dealing |
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all the low are living high |
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Every city's got em |
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can we ever stop em |
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some of us've gotta try. |
