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CI'm kickFing oCff from ceGntre field, a question of being down for the game
CThe one shFot deal Cdon't matter, yeGah and the other one's the same
AmOh, my frieFndAm I seFe you, want you to come through
CAnd sGhe's standing iFn the shadowsC, wherGe the streetlights all turn blue
(mesmas notas)
She leaving for an American, a suitcase in her hand
Her brothers and her sisters, are all on Atlantic sand
She's screaming through the alley way, I hear that lonely cry, why can't you?
And her batteries are corroded, and her hundred-watt bulb just blew
She used to hang out at Miss Lucy's, every weekend they got loose
And it was a straight clear case of having taken in too much juice
It was outside, and it was outside, just the nature of the person
Now all you got to remember, after all it's just showbiz
AmWe're scrFeaming thAmrough the alFleyway, I hear her lonely cry, why can't you?
CAnd Gshe'sF standing in thCe Gshadows, where the streetlights all turn blue
CAnd Gshe'sF standing in thCe Gshadows, where the streetlights all turn blue
CAnd Gshe'sF standing in thCe shadGows, where the streetlights all turn baby blue
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