| The busy streets
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| And the even busier
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| Patrons and vehicles
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| Argue my elusive steps
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| Through the blur of urgency
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| Here, I’m always on my toes
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| Until a abrupt blond door
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| Stowing a porcelain blond girl
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| Knock me right onto my back
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| And for a moment we’re alone
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| And we both know that we’re trapped
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| If morning never brings
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| Salvation for either one of us
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| Leave me and save yourself
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| I’ll only slow you down
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| Breathe in slowly
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| Are you listening?
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| On this muted block
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| Everything is paused
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| Your glow, blinding
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| Breaches my pupils
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| I taste your skin
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| I see our kids
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| I manage to siphon
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| Some breath out from my gut
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| Tell you to take my hand and run
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| If morning never brings
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| Salvation for either one of us
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| Leave me and save yourself
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| I’ll only slow you down
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| Extra! |
| Extra!
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| Read all about it!
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| Scandal, slander
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| Catch all the gossip
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| I’ll be waiting for you to come home
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| I’ll be waiting for you
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| Extra! |
| Extra!
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| Read all about it!
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| A corporate’s head been murdered!
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| His secretary found him
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| Scandal! |
| Slander!
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| Catch all the gossip!
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| From what I hear
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| The chief executive deserved it
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| Extra! |
| Extra!
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| Read all about it!
|
| A corporate’s head been murdered!
|
| His secretary found him
|
| Scandal! |
| Slander!
|
| Catch all the gossip!
|
| From what I hear
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| The chief executive deserved it
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| Let’s leave tonight at dusk
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| When the lights shine bright
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| Miles of cracked, crooked paths
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| Lit by buzzing filament
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| And neon glass
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| If morning never brings salvation
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| Leave me and save yourself
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| I’ll always love you |