| This town goes down at sunset
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| When the hills start turning red
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| The streets roll up at eight o’clock
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| Everybody goes off to bed
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| Everybody goes off to bed
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| There’s someone callin' someone names
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| You can hear a screen door slam
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| A car goes skatin' down the road
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| Everybody gets out of bed
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| Everybody gets out of bed
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| You took the key to my heart’s door
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| And you set off on your own
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| I shook it off as a passing phase
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| Everybody must come back home
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| Everybody must come back home
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| This town gets up at daybreak
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| When the hills start turnin' blue
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| A whistle blows a rooster crows
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| Everybody’s got things to do
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| Everybody’s got things to do |