| She rides down Fairfax with her Mommy
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| Canter’s on the right, the night is foggy
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| Not foggy enough, she still sees the pain in their eyes
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| She makes mom explain the reason why
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| They live on the street, we just drive by
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| But not fast enough, she still sees the blame in her eyes
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| Can we please take somebody home
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| There’s room in our house where it’s not cold
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| Why can’t we please take somebody home
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| The little girl cries with love in her eyes
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| Mom don’t make that much in a day
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| She knows they ain’t that far away
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| From being denied
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| She barely survives in this land
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| Can we please take somebody home
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| There’s room in our house where it’s not cold
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| Why can’t we please take somebody home
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| The little girl cries with love in her eyes
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| Mom tries to explain «supply side»
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| Not much trickles down, justice belie
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| The eyes of a child see through these civilized lies
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| Can we please take somebody home
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| There’s room in our house where it’s not cold
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| Why can’t we please take somebody home
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| The little girl cries with love in her eyes |