| Round and round, up and down
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| Through the streets of your town
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| Every day I make my way
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| Through the streets of your town
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| And don’t the sun look good today? |
| (Shine)
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| But the rain is on its way (Shine)
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| Watch the butcher shine his knives (Shine)
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| And this town is full of battered wives
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| Round and round, up and down
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| Through the streets of your town
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| Every day I make my way
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| Through the streets of your town
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| And I ride your river under the bridge (Shine)
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| And I take your boat out to the reach (Shine)
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| 'Cause I love that engine roar (Shine)
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| But I still don’t know what I’m here for
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| Round and round, up and down
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| Through the streets of your town
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| Every day I make my way
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| Through the streets of your town
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| They shut it down
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| They closed it down
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| They shut it down
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| They pulled it down
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| Round and round, up and down
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| Through the streets of your town
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| Every day I make my way
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| Through the streets of your town
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| Round and round, up and down
|
| Through the streets of your town
|
| Every day I make my way
|
| Through the streets of your town
|
| Round and round, up and down
|
| Through the streets of your town
|
| Every day I make my way
|
| Through the streets of your town
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| Round and round, up and down
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| Through the streets of your town |