| On narrow streets old men lie, in the doorway sleeping
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| While working girls comb their hair, see the young men peeping
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| Different worlds, only a walk across the street
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| Different worlds, you never know what you might meet
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| No stain sheets on your bed tonight, how you feeling?
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| While running feet always disappear from sirens screaming
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| Different worlds, only a walk across the street
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| Different worlds, you never know what you might meet
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| Some of us take what we want
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| Some of us take what we need
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| Some of us break, some of us bleed
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| Where velvet gloves and your diamond rings lose their meaning
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| For those we love, if they really care, keep on dreaming
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| Different worlds, only a walk across the street
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| Different worlds, you never know what you might meet
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| Some of us take what we want
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| Some of us take what we need
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| Some of us break, some of us bleed
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| Some of us take what we want
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| Some of us take what we need
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| Some of us break, some of us bleed
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| Different worlds
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| Only a walk across the street
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| Different worlds
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| You never know what you might meet
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| Some of us take what we want
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| Some of us take what we need
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| Some of us break, some of us bleed |