| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning (give me the understanding)
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning, give me the afternoon
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| The night, the night...
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| Let me step out of my shell
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| That's wrapped in sheets of milky winter disorder
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| Let me feel the air again, the talk of friends
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| The mind of someone my equal
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning (give me the understanding)
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning, give me the afternoon
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| The night, the night...
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| Tinseltown has followed me from Tinseltown to
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| Grey adorable city by the docks
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| The girls are walking, moving air the sun hangs low the girls don’t care
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| As they paint themselves at dusk
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning (give me the understanding)
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning, give me the afternoon
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| The night, the night...
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| Towns’ and cities’ populations up and grow
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| The workers move to the suburbs
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| In between I watch and go
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| I run alongside rush hour traffic, a prayer for every car
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning (give me the understanding)
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning, give me the afternoon
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning (give me the understanding)
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| I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop)
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| Give me the morning, give me the afternoon
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| The night, the night...
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| I want to write a message to you
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| Everyday at 10 o'clock in the evening
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| Yellow pearl my city is
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| This is your art this is your Balzac your Brookside and your Bach |