| Used to stand on the corner of the street,
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| watching the world go by.
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| Movin' on when the cops came along,
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| looking 'em in the eye.
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| Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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| trying to make ends meet.
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| Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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| dancin' to the beat.
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| Running wild,
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| we were livin' on dreams.
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| Running wild,
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| nothing’s what it seems.
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| Running wild.
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| (Holy show — show — show)
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| The Alley Cats on a Saturday night,
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| a rumble without a warning.
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| Woodbines and a bottle of wine,
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| and no school in the morning.
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| Hot stuff, we acted so tough,
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| we knew how to take a heed.
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| Paying the dues by singing the blues,
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| and dancin' to the beat.
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| Running wild,
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| we were livin' on dreams.
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| Running wild,
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| nothing’s what it seems.
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| Running wild,
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| we were livin' on dreams.
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| Running wild,
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| nothing’s what it seems.
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| Just like an ocean in motion,
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| sometimes you go too far.
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| Then just to drop in the ocean,
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| crash and burn like a shooting star.
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| Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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| just trying to make ends meet.
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| Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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| dancin' to, dancin' to the beat.
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| Running wild,
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| we were livin' on dreams.
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| Running wild,
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| nothing’s what it seems.
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| Running wild,
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| we were livin' on dreams.
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| Running wild, |