| Fifteen past Midnight, on the west side
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| We’re dodging shady blocks like landmines
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| Scum hides under streetlights
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| And with gun in hand they caught me tonight
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| We won’t capsize in the meantime
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| We won’t break down; |
| we’ll be all right
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| We’ll just dust off and head back inside
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| He didn’t know it yet, man, but Dylan was right
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| Because it’s all over now Baby Blue
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| It’s like the world stopped revolving in the absence of you
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| We’ll stay bone dry despite the red eyes and long nights
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| Nothing about you but your wheel’s been anything but true
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| Come on, man. |
| You’ve been a good friend
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| I had that dream where we found you again
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| Come on, man. |
| We didn’t stand a chance
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| It broke my heart to watch them ride you down Mifflin
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| Sometimes, at night, I swear I hear you screaming
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| «No! |
| No! |
| Don’t let me go…»
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| It’s all over now Baby Blue
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| It’s like the world stopped revolving in the absence of you
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| We’ll stay bone dry and long nights
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| Nothing about you but your wheel’s been anything but true
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| Won’t be afraid to walk down my own street forever
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| We’re never (never) getting caught again
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| So, if you see them tell them (If you see them tell them)
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| Won’t be afraid to walk down my own street forever
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| We’re never (never) getting caught again
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| So, if you see them tell them (If you see them tell them)
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| If you see them tell them
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| «Man, I just want my bike back.» |