| You can say it all
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| And I can bite my tongue
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| Cause it would take all week
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| To tell you where I’m from
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| I know what your about
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| Why don’t you close your mouth?
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| And step right over here
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| So we can dance this out
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| These lazy days are way to long
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| Like razor blades, under your tongue
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| And the city lights, will burn you down
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| Or build you up, high above the ground
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| High above the ground, high above the ground
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| High above the ground
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| The club is getting dark
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| And I can feel the heat
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| I set my hands right down
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| To right below your knees
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| If this is all there is Then this is all there can be Cause I don’t see no road
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| That leads to you, and me.
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| Paved the way on empty roads
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| Into a ??
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| And I’m proud to take my angel home
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| But tonight, you walk on streets of gold
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| Walk on streets of gold, you walk on streets of gold
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| Where did you go? |
| When the sun rose
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| Now I know, how to get off these dirt roads
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| To find these streets of gold
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| Where did you go? |
| When the sun rose
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| Now I know how to get off these dirt roads
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| To find these streets of gold
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| Walk on streets of gold, you walk on streets of gold |