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When I sing my brother, |
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living on the boulevard of broken dreams |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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here comes the sinister girl, |
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selling her body for so damn cheap. |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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But when I see a bad mama comming down the street, |
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I know there ain't no playing around, on the boulevard |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Situation is ugly, staying on the front street upto the jumpstreet |
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finaly get by on this boulevard |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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People running 9 to 5, you know we've all worked hard, |
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Tryna get by on this boulevard |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Everybody's getting burned, tryna make his week |
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You know there ain't no place around like the boulevard |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Clubpipes and cops flashing the night lights, gun fights, |
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both fights under the city lights. |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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I see a mannequin in a cadillac, running like maniac |
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on the fast raft to... |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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But when I see a bad mama going down the street |
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you know they're ain't no playing around on the boulevard |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
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Downtown, downtown, oh yeah |
