| All day I’m gonna hit on a drum
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| Takes a little time for her to come
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| You’re just a girl on a street
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| Ah, take it away
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| Walk around, what d’you say?
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| And how the whole world sadly sung
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| While you were wishing you were young
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| You’re just a girl on a street
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| The snow it softly falls outside
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| And you’re watching it, spacing out
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| And you’re lying on your side
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| You wanna get involved in prayer
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| As for the church, you don’t know where
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| You’re just a girl on a street
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| You’re just a girl on a street
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| With your hair going gray
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| Eyes like greenish macramé
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| Hey, the record goes like…
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| I drove a mile in your sedan
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| Rain hit my windshield like an open hand
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| I headed north in a haze of speed
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| I knew exactly what we need
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| I stood in a church with a shield on the sign
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| The smell of incense in the aisles
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| I felt like a giant spinning wheel
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| Now I know how the minister must feel
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| And when his wife takes off her gown
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| And then she lets her long hair down
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| Lit by the world that’s going round
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| She’s just a girl on a street
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| She’s just a girl on a street
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| She’s just a girl
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| Once I died in a dream
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| And the world without me went fine
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| And then years went by
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| Take me to that city in the sky
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| The clouds are aquamarine
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| The architect remains unseen
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| I’ll live my life out on your street
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| Up where the bluebirds fly
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| Help me to the other side (x6)
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| And when I get to the other side
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| I’ll give those harp strings a strum
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| I’m gonna hit on that drum
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| I’m gonna wait for my girl to come
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| You know it takes a little time |