| When I walk these streets today, they remind me of yesterdays
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| When I see these streets today, It’s like I’ve never been away
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| When I’m driving trough this town, I see the faces all around
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| The remind me of the past and all the good times we ever had
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| These streets are tattooed in my heart, They’ll never go away
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| This is where it all started, It still makes me feel proud today
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| These streets they got a history, Here the forgotten memories still remain
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| These streets have eyes and ears, They’re dealt with joy and pain
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| On and On — It feels like Yesterday
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| On and On — I would never trade my place
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| Through these streets when I was young, we used to walk to school
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| In these streets I got my first black eye, drank a bottler and acted cool
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| These streets are dirty and old but I would never trade my place
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| All these lessons we learned out there can never be taken away
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| On and On — It feels like Yesterday
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| On and On — I would never trade my place
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| These streets are tattooed in my heart, They’ll never go away
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| This is where it all started, It still makes me feel proud today
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| These streets they got a history, Here the forgotten memories still remain
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| These streets have eyes and ears, They’re dealt with joy and pain
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| On and On — It feels like Yesterday
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| On and On — I would never trade my place |