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The streets I thought would once be mine |
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Now follow me home |
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At the bus stop, join the line |
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You've got to let go of the dream |
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You wanted it all so young, so pay the price |
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The tragedy is, you don't know what you're sacrificing |
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And you've gotta let go of the dream |
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Understand what I mean? |
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It's a terrible scene |
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And when you're walking home |
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Will you remember what it was |
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When you're walking home |
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Will you remember who I was |
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When you get back home |
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Will you remember that it was |
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Only rock and roll |
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Success was just a finger's breadth away |
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And now you wonder what you're going to do today |
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But you've got to let go of the dream |
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Rehabilitation seems to be |
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For once such as I, an impossibility |
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So I'd better let go of the dream |
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Understand what I mean? |
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It's a terrible scene |
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And when you're walking home |
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Will you remember what it was |
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When you're walking home |
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Will you remember who I was |
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When you get back home |
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Will you remember that it was |
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Only rock and roll |
