I found a letter in the mailbox today
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And I said, "thank you for your thoughts, but I'm done."
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I said that I would never build this up right here
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And he said, "that's why I can't work with you son."
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But I can't let this go I'm on my way
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You can only hold my diamond ring
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But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
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Cause it's already taken everything
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I'm going to Coney Island have myself a dog
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And reminisce why I still hate it here
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It's all these people with their cotton candy eyes
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It's so sweet, now put the train in gear
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But I can't let this go I'm on my way
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You can only hold my diamond ring
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But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
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Cause it's already taken everything
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The ground is swallowing my options full release
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And if it rains they might just disappear
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I counted 27 birds up there today
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I'm thinking that's why I still love it here
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I'm thinking that's why I still love it here
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But I can't let this go I'm on my way
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You can only hold my diamond ring
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But I'll go crawling back to the city I love
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Cause it's already taken everything
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Cause it's already taken everything
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Coney Island
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| Good Old War |
