| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need any trouble now
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| We don’t need the city
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| Who create all the culture now
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| Cause I feel
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| I feel alive
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| I feel, I feel alive
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| I feel that the streets are all pulling me down
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| So people of the city
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| I don’t need your counsel now
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| And I don’t need that good advice
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| Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
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| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need any trouble now
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| Who create all the culture
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| We can move beyond it now
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| The wolves is knocking at my door
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| Them bang-bangin', ask for more
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| Stand with you, stand tall
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| We could move beyond these walls
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| I don’t need your counsel
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| I don’t need that good advice
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| I don’t need no one else
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| Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
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| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need any trouble now
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| Who create all the culture
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| You don’t have my lover’s touch
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| Do you even hear me?
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| Do you even know my name?
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| Let’s see the ocean there
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| I’ll hold you in my arms tight
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| Can you hear me?
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| I’m know you’re listening now
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| You don’t have my number
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| And I don’t need no one else
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| I don’t need the city streets
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| Who create all the culture now |