| Now we’re in twin cities
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| Where the Mississippi rises and then falls
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| One is Minneapolis and the other no less famous is St. Paul’s
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| There are stray dogs on the highway
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| And the local farmers moan about lack of rain
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| When the winds blew last winter I swear England had another hurricane
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| Hurricane…
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| And we are twin cities, and we are that river
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| From the standing still, we will be delivered
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| Last time in New York was with Mandela and Madonna and The Mets
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| For icons of an era, well, that’s about as famous as it gets
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| (That's what I call famous, babe)
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| I’ve seen cities full of ticker-tape, and cotton-trains through Utah
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| disappearing out of sight
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| But I’m standing in a city that’s as pretty as an ocean in the night
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| And we are twin cities, and we are that ocean
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| From the standing still, we are set in motion
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| And no one calls me up to say «How long are you going to be away?
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| (Are you ever coming back?) Yeah yeah… (Are you ever coming back?)
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| No one calls me up to say «Don't let that life lead you astray?
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| (Don't forget to come back) Yeah! |
| (Don't forget to come back)
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| They were rioting in Detroit on the night the Pistons won it back to back
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| I was out of there the next day, and I only had just two bags to pack
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| And we are twin cities, and we are one river
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| From the standing still, we will be delivered
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| And we are twin cities, and we are one ocean
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| From the standing still, we are set in motion
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| Yeah…
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| We are twin cities…
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| We are one river… (We… are… twin… cities…)
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| One ocean…
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| We are twin cities… (We… are… twin… cities…)
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| We are one river… Yeah…
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| One ocean…
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| We… are… twin… cities… one ocean… |