| Night clouds fall and nothing’s new for me
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| I’ve seen it all but not enough to truly see
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| My lipstick loud, my heels are proud
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| If you were hear you’d agree
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| I’m ready to fight
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| I’m ready for the night
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| I’m feeling alright
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| Chop through smoke with my two hands
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| I may have broke a couple bonds but I got plans
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| And I always end up losing track of time
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| I drink too much
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| I end up flying
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| Makes me feel like everybody’s problems are worse than mine
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| From Market Street to the hot dog stand
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| I’ll let you hold my hand
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| I’ll let you hold my purse
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| It couldn’t get much worse
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| And you won’t get a thing from me 'cause I only need a man
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| From Market Street to the hot dog stand
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| I find myself in this spot from time to time
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| Can’t tell if its dark or not but I’m not blind
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| Everythig gets to be so hazy
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| I feel like being alone
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| But being alone makes me feel so crazy
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| From Market Street to the hot dog stand
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| I’ll let you hold my hand
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| I’ll let you hold my purse
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| Yeah you could be my nurse
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| You won’t get a thing from me 'cause I only need a man |
| From Market Street to the hot dog stand
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| Oh from Market Street to my front door
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| You better stop me 'cause
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| I can’t take it any more and you look so pretty
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| Under the light of the moon
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| But then again I’ve never seen you in the afternoon
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| I’m scared of the light
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| It’s just not our time
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| I may not be alright
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| But tonight, I’m just fine |