| One’ll take you straight to losing your money
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| One straight to losing your time
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| One’ll take you to that hot little number
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| That’s sure gonna blow your mind
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| And one’ll lead you to that heartbreak city
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| One to a little bit of rain
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| And one’ll take you straight to the promised land
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| One takes you down in flames
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| I’m talkin' 'bout bridges
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| Some are up high hanging on by a thread
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| Bridges
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| Some are down low anchored down in the bedrock
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| You’ve got to make your decision
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| Bridges
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| We live we learn which ones to cross which ones to burn
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| She was a blonde tightrope over troubled water
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| I almost made it across
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| Yeah, it hurt like hell when I hit the bottom
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| But oh, what a hell of a fall
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| But she was a swingin', shakin', little achy break-y
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| Shoulda known to turn around
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| But if I hadn’t taken that walk on the wild side
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| I wouldn’t know what I know now
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| I’m talkin' 'bout bridges
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| Some are up high hanging on by a thread
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| Bridges
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| Some are down low anchored down in the bedrock
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| You’ve got to make your decision
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| Bridges
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| We live we learn which ones to cross which ones to burn
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| Well sometimes it’s hard to know
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| Which way to turn which way to go
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| And there’s angels waiting up on the mountain
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| But demons in the water below
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| But it’s Friday night and, girl, I like that crazy there in your eye
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| So baby, what’s your name?
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| And baby, won’t you take me over to the other side?
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| I’m talkin' 'bout bridges
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| Some are up high hanging on by a thread
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| Bridges
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| Some are down low anchored down in the bedrock
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| You’ve got to make your decision
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| Bridges
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| We live we learn which ones to cross which ones to burn
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| Bridges
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| Bridges |