Sun beats hard
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On Sunset Boulevard
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Much harder still
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In Notting Hill
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A northwind blows
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And carries me home
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Carries my heart, carries my soul
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When cool silks they turn to suede
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When young dreams are torn and frayed
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The South feels so cold and grey
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Today! Today the North's too many miles away
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Today! Today I got to get away
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I'm driving north
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I'm heading home
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I'm driving back
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To the place I once belonged
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It's all gone silent
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The light begins to fade
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One man unplugs
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The penny arcade
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A northwind blows
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And carries me home
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Carries my heart, carries my soul
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When cool silks they turn to suede
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When young dreams are torn and frayed
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The South feels so cold and grey
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Today! Today the North's too many miles away
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Today! Today I got to get away
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I'm driving north
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I'm heading home
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I'm driving back
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To the place I once belonged
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One sweet bouquet
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The flowers strewn
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The petals scattered
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Here in the North
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No dreams are shattered
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I'm driving north
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I'm heading home
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I'm driving back
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To the place I once belonged
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No we don't feel angry
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No we don't feel betrayed
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Unlike our fathers
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We don't remember better days
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No we don't feel angry
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No we don't feel betrayed
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We just live
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In this day and age
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