| Hey Ya! |
| Night City, he does not sleep, he watches over you.
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| Flashing color of the traffic light, let everything be exactly.
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| Headlights in my eyes, my city does not sleep at night.
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| Some are still alive, some are dead.
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| The beat of my heart is exclusively under the beat,
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| It ripples in the eyes, blinded, the driver screams, no offense.
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| Without offense, people are not judged by themselves,
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| And with every step I seem to be more and more in a dream.
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| In spring, I bloom like buds.
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| At the beginning point A, point B will be larger.
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| Unraveling all the secrets is difficult.
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| So that's what I'm talking about - about the city at night, bl*.
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| Alcoholics, drug addicts, you are so cool,
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| What to look for in these streets
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| Where everyone specially frowns at the meeting,
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| Wrinkles forehead, lowers eyebrows.
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| Oh, how scary it is in my native city,
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| Selling girls, guys in uniform,
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| But still the norm, like a well-shot porn,
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| And now the traffic lights are on.
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| Chorus:
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| The silhouette of the body, behind the light, this night sang loudly.
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| Along the windows, it seemed to me the company, but I am alone.
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| The silhouette of the body, behind the light, this night sang loudly.
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| Along the windows, it seemed to me the company, but I am alone.
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| I am writing alone, why is someone needed here?
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| And you clean your ears if you think badly of me,
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| And who surrounds me is the A team,
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| Citizen boss!
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| Brother will you have tea? |
| The kettle boiled
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| The elder is always right, I realized when I got older.
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| We respect ours, you respect ours,
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| And then count, such an unexpected will happen twice.
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| Chorus:
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| The silhouette of the body, behind the light, this night sang loudly.
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| Along the windows, it seemed to me the company, but I am alone.
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| The silhouette of the body, behind the light, this night sang loudly.
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| Along the windows, it seemed to me the company, but I am alone. |