| Cafe on the corner peeling painted sign
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| Water in he vinegar and it never changes to wine
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| Causing no fuss just smoking inside
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| Heavy light bursts in and the shadows rush to hide
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| Then Bristol caught fire
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| Smell of burning in the air
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| Everybody listening to the reggae jukebox singer singing
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Four thousand miles to the west
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| People only take so much
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| When surrounded by the best they want to reach out and touch
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| Miami beach hot and lazy
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| Sun a yellow ball of light
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| Hiding invisible men living in a world of white
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| Bristol and Miami
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| Where’s it gonna be tomorrow
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| Anytime, anywhere
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| It’s only time we borrow
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| Sun beat down, hot heavy afternoon
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| Hurricane swept the town, and didn’t finish so soon
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| Black smiles thrown in the dust
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| Replaced by anger
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| White grins begin to rust when
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| They’re looking in the face of danger
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| Then Miami caught fire
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| Smell of burning in the air
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| Everybody listening to the reggae jukebox singer singing
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Black man singing in the heat of the night
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| Broken dreams just fly away
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| Everybody listening to the reggae jukebox singer singing
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Sing on, sing on
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| Listen to the echo of the street
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| Black man singing in the heat of the night
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| Broken dreams just fly away |