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The sun goes down
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The night rolls in
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You can feel it starting all over again
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The moon comes up
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And the music calls
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You're getting tired of staring at the same four walls
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You're out of your room
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And down on the street
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Moveing through the crowds through the midnight heat
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The traffic roars
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And the sirens scream
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You look at the faces, its just like a dream
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Nobody know where you're going
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Nobody cares where you've been
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'Cause you belong to the city
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You belong to the night
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living in a river of darkness, beneath the neon light
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You were born in the city
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Concrete under your feet
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It's in your blood, its in your moves
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You're a man of the street
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When you said goodbye
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You were on the run
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Tryin' to get away from the things you'd done
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Now you're back again
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And you're feeling strange
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So much has happened, but nothing has changed
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You still don't know where you're going
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Your still just a face in the crowd
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'Cause you belong to the city...
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You can feel it
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You can taste it
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You can see it
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You can face it
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You can hear it
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You're getting near it
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You wanna make it
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'Cause you can take it.
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You belong to the city (etc. to fade out)
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You Belong To The City
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| Glenn Frey |
