there's nothing romantic on the city streets
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you drive down 'em once and you¡¯ve seen everything
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the river's rising up, the city¡¯s sinking down
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Well I¡¯m just trying to get back to the other side of town
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Well I got a little girl, and she's waiting on me
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She says 'I'll see you when you get home'
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And now these working days are getting just a little too long
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Well I can see her now, sitting at the kitchen table
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Record player playing for my rock and roll angel
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She says 'I'll see you when you get home'
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Now we ain¡¯t got much
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But this town belongs to us
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Tonight she's mine, tonight
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Tonight she's mine
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The wind crossing over
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the river just howls
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through the empty city streets that we drive down
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Riding in the car, one arm around her
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Living, this city's gonna be all ours
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the wind on the river, such a beautiful sound
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Now we ain¡¯t got much
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But this town belongs to us
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Tonight she¡¯s mine, tonight
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Tonight she¡¯s mine
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Cause tonight
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She's mine for the night
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Tonight she's mine
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Mine Tonight
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| Lucero |
