| Well I’m walking on down the road
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| But it can’t be heaven
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| 'Cause the streets aren’t gold
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| And everybody knows what Bobby D was told
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| I’m walkin' on down the road
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| Groovin' a tune straight out of the womb
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| 'Cause trust is a must to be a true blue dude
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| That’s a matter of fact don’t be confused
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| Everybody knows true friends are few
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Everybody knows, everybody thinks, that I’ve done wrong
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Well I’m walking on down the road
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| But it can’t be heaven
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| 'Cause the streets aren’t gold
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| And everybody knows what Bobby D was told
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| And I’m walkin' on down the road
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| Like a momma bear hugs her baby bear cubs
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| A dude he can’t lose when he lives on love
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| Like the bark on a tree
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| Like the skin on my knees
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| I’m standin' by my blood
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Everybody knows, everybody thinks, that I’ve done wrong
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Everybody knows, everybody thinks, that I’ve done wrong
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| Everybody come in, everybody sing, sing my song
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| Well I’m walking on down the road
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| But it can’t be heaven
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| 'Cause the streets aren’t gold
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| And everybody knows what Bobby D was told
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| I’m walkin' on down the road
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| I’m walkin' on down the road
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| I’m walkin' on down the road
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| Music & Lyrics — Michael Balzary/Anthony Kiedis/Cliff Martinez/Jack
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| Irons/Hillel Slovak |