Cross the border,
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Into the big bad world
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Where it takes you ¡Çbout an hour
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Just to cross the road
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Just to stumble across another poor old soul from
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The dreary old lanes to the high-street madness
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Eye fight with my brain to believe my eyes
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And it¡Çs harder than you think
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To believe this sadness
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That creeps up my spine
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And haunts me through the night
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And life is good and the girls are gorgeous
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Suddenly the air smells much greener now
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And I¡Çm wondering ¡Çround
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With a half pack of cigarettes
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Searching for the change that I¡Çve lost somehow
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These streets have too many names for me
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I¡Çm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
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I¡Çll get used to this eventually
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I know, I know
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Where¡Çd the days go? When all we did was play
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And the stress that we were under wasn¡Çt stress at all
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Just a run and a jump into a harmless fall from
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Walking by a high-rise to a landmark square
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You see millions of people with millions of cares
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And I struggle to the train to make my way home
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I look at the people as they sit there alone
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Life is good, and the sun is shining
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Everybody flirts to their ideal place
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And the children all smile as a boat shuffled by them
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Trying to pretend that they¡Çve got some space
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These streets have too many names for me
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I¡Çm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
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I¡Çll get used to this eventually
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I know, I know
|
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These streets have too many names for me
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I¡Çm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
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I¡Çll get used to this eventually
|
I know, I know
|
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Life is good, and the girls are gorgeous
|
Suddenly the air smells much greener now
|
And I¡Çm wondering ¡Çround
|
With a half pack of cigarettes
|
Searching for the change that I¡Çve lost somehow
|
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These streets have too many names for me
|
I¡Çm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in Arkie
|
I¡Çll get used to this eventually
|
I know, I know
|
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These streets have too many names for me
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I¡Çm used to Glenfield road and spending my time down in our Arkie
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I¡Çll get used to this eventually
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I know, I know
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These Streets
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| Paolo Nutini |
