| Saw you walking down the street
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| It’s the kinda night where strangers eyes decide to meet
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| I’m thinking, keep on moving
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| Looks like the writings on the wall
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| The streets are narrow and the buildings seem so very, very tall
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| That’s where I’m going
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| When I’m feeling blue
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| Turn my head around and I see you
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| Standing in the crowd
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| I can’t believe that I’m wasting time
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| Can’t concieve this is yours and not mine
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| I cannot breathe this is saturation
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| Sweet intoxication of my mind
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| I sit and dream away each day
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| Waiting for the time in which your hips begin to sway
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| I’m thinking keep on moving
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| Lay back and elevate my mind
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| Levitate me to the highest mountain I could even find
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| When I’m feeling blue
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| Turn my head around and I see you
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| Standing in the crowd
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| I can’t believe that I’m wasting time
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| Can’t conceive this is yours and not mine
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| I cannot breathe this is saturation
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| Sweet intoxication of my mind
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| When I’m feeling blue
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| Turn my head around and I see you
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| Standing in the crowd
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| I can’t believe that I’m wasting time |
| Can’t conceive this is yours and not mine
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| I cannot breathe this is saturation
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| Sweet intoxication of my mind
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| Feeling blue, |