Joey comes from a sacred part of town
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Where sometimes you talk so tough
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That your feet don't touch the ground
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And the sidewalk soldiers sing the midnite blues
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While the old men recite their story lines
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About when I was young like you
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They say: Oh yeah
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We were cruising to the backbeat
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Oh yeah, Making love in the backseats
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We were wild, wild in the streets
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A member of the boy's brigade
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Had a date with the girl next door
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You know it made her daddy crazy
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But it only made her want him more
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They weren't looking for trouble
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You know that boy didn't want a fight - not tonight
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So she headed out thru her bathroom window
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What her daddy didn't know was gonna be alright
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They said: Oh yeah
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We were cruising to the backbeat
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Oh yeah, Making love in the backseats
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We were wild, wild in the streets
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Wild, wild in the streets
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Wild, wild in the streets
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Wild, wild in the streets
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Sometimes this town ain't pretty
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But you know it ain't so bad
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Just like a girl who looks so happy
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Whe inside she's so so sad
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In here we got this code of honor
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Nobody's going down
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You don't walk in vain
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Trough the kid's parade
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'Cause this is my hometown
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Wild In The Streets
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| Bon Jovi & Jon Bon Jovi |
