| The sun goes down
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| the night grows in You can feel it starting all over again.
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| The moon comes up and the music calls
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| You’re gettin' tired of staring at the same four walls.
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| You’re out of your room and down on the street
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| Looking through the crowd in the midnight heat.
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| The traffic roars and the sirens scream
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| You look at the faces
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| it’s just like a dream.
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| Nobody knows where you’re going
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| nobody cares where you’ve been.
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| 'Cause you belong to the city
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| you belong to the night
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| Living in a river of darkness beneath the neon light.
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| You were born in the city
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| concrete under your feet
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| It’s in your blood
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| it’s in your moves
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| You’re a man of the streets.
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| When you said goodbye you were on the run
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| Tryin' to get away from the things you’ve done.
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| Now you’re back again and you’re feeling strange
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| So much has happended and nothing has changed.
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| Still don’t know where you’re going
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| You’re still just a face in the crowd.
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| You belong to the city
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| you belong! |