| just a small town girl
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| living in her lonely world
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| she took the midnight train
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| going anywhere…
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| just a city boy
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| born and raised
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| in South detroit
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| he took the midnight train
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| going anywhere…
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| a singer in a smokey room
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| smell of wine and cheap perfume
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| for a smile they can spend the night…
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| it goes on and on and on and on
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| strangers waiting
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| up and down the boulevard
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| their shadows searching
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| in the night
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| streetlight
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| people
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| livin' just to find emotion
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| hidin'
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| somewhere in the night
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| Workin' hard to get my fill
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| Everybody wants a thrill
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| Payin' anything to roll the dice
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| Just one more time
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| Some will win
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| Some will lose
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| Some were born to sing the blues
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| Oh, the movie never ends
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| It goes on and on and on and on
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| Strangers waiting
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| Up and down the boulevard
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| Their shadows searching
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| In the night
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| Streetlight
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| people
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| Livin' just to find emotion
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| Hidin'
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| somewhere in the night
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| Don’t stop believin'
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| Hold on to that feelin'
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| Streetlight people
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| Don’t stop believin'
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| Hold on
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| Streetlight people
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| Don’t stop believin'
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| Hold on to that feelin' (yeah)
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| Streetlight people |