Used to stand on the corner of the street,
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Watching the world go by.
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Movin' on when the cops came along,
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Looking 'em in the eye.
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Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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Trying to make ends meet.
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Young guys with stars in their eyes,
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Dancin' to the beat.
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Running wild,
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We were livin' on dreams.
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Running wild,
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Nothing's what it seems.
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Running wild.
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Holy show
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Show, show
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The Alley Cats on a Saturday night,
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A rumble without a warning.
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Woodbines and a bottle of wine,
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And no school in the morning.
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Hot stuff, we acted so tough,
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We knew how to take a heed.
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Paying the dues by singing the blues,
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And dancin' to the beat.
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Running wild,
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We were livin' on dreams.
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Running wild,
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Nothing's what it seems.
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Running wild,
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We were livin' on dreams.
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Running wild,
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Nothing's what it seems.
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Just like an ocean in motion
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Livin' On Dreams
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Gary Moore |