| When the sun crashes into your world
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| Look around and you try and find your girl
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| And you’re daring, too sick of what you see
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| Out of town is the only place to be
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| When your life starts to run out of juice
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| Feel like dyin' and you just want to get loose
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| Prayin' moves don’t make much sense to you
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| Seeing red before your feeling is blue
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| Last exit Brooklyn… last exit Brooklyn
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| Going back, getting out of this town
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| Stretch it lean and mean, it turns you around
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| Take your dreams and stretch them out on the street
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| Take your turn to get back on your feet
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| Feel the wheels singin' over the ridge
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| Feel the song like «Oakland» take you
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| All the time you knew you had the itch
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| All the girls were glad to see you
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| Last exit Brooklyn… last exit Brooklyn
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| Girl in ol' «V» won’t pray
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| Don’t give you a hard time
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| All the girls from Brooklyn say
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| Last exit Brooklyn… last exit Brooklyn
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| Do you remember the day you left the block
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| Your mama said you would live to regret it
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| Coming home, coming stoned, come in hope, coming ready
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| Are you holding steady
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| Last exit Brooklyn… last exit Brooklyn… last exit Brooklyn
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| (McCafferty, Agnew, Charlton, Sweet)
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| 1984 Fool Circle Music |