| There’s a boy with a little black dog
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| There’s a boy with a little black dog
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| And he looks at his watch for a while
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| And the falling years wash away his make up
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| And the falling years wash away his make up
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| Just like rain on the fading snow
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| He’s a lonesome streetside Romeo
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| You can see him from your window tonight
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| This world’s a divided place you know
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| He’s awaiting you
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| All the boys are locked in a fortress
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| All the girls are locked in a fortress
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| Just because it’s a crime it could be (it could be)
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| Flesh and blood in iron and steel
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| Flesh and blood in iron and steel
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| Just because it’s a crime it could be (It could be)
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| We’re all lonesome streetside Romeos
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| You can see us from your window tonight
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| This world’s a divided place you know
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| We’re awaiting you
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| We’re all lonesome streetside Romeos
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| This world’s a divided place you know
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| We’re awaiting you, we’re awaiting you
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| We all change our points of view, sometimes
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| You can see us from your window, tonight
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| We’re awaiting you
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| Awaiting you
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| La la la la la la
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| Angels in different shapes
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| In different shapes… |