One, Two, Three, Four
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Girl, on the edge flippin' off the lamp
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There'll be an end darling to your endless night
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On the other side of the street.
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Yea, the light on your portrait and the light in your face
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And you'll be looking for another pretty place
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Baby, this side of the street.
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Well, keep dreaming baby that your desire brings and girl
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I know the sadness that you find in things, it's true
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Well, baby if you can't take the heat, what can I do?
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Well, you and your poetry and your boku (?!) world
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Behind the face you hide the face of a modern girl
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On the other side of the street.
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Yea, you've got the look as if you owe the world
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Therefore, you go out there and say what you can earn
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On the wrong side of the street.
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Well, you tire of every day bringing the same and so you
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Go out looking for some strange new games
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Well, pretty soon you don't know the score anymore.
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All right now........... (Guitar Break)
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I know the danger that your desire brings
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And I know the strangeness that you'll find
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Wait and it will seem straighter for you and for me.
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Well, turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps
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There'll be an end darling to this endless night
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On the other side of the street.
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Yea, and everyday - well- it just brings the same
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You started looking for some very strange new games
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On the wrong side of the street.
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Well, you and your desires lead to confusion
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Well, walk away as I don't follow your illusions
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And see, open your eyes and see, girl.
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All right..........
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English Sons (aka Endless Nights)
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| Bruce Springsteen |
