(Jagger)
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No more sleaze ball, funky, low down, skunky juke joints
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Where the drinks are knee deep on the floor
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And the clientele is posed and angry
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And the pretty girls are whores
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Who gild the lily, and more's the pity
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If you really want to live a life of passion
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If you really want to dance your life away
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There's a place I really got to show you
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It's down in the alley, really hid away
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(treat me) Soul City, Soul City
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Peace for the wicked
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Life for the living in Soul City
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It's a way on down the street
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I found it once before
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Even though I have the keys
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I still can't always find the door
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It can be tricky
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Might have to pick it
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Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
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Soul, Soul, Soul, Soul City
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The girls are witty
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The boys are pretty
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There's a girl who's dancing with my conscience
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While the DJ's playing with my heart
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On the screen are my recriminations
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While I'm singing I'm still praying hard
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Soul City, Soul City
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Peace for the wicked
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Food for the spirit in Soul City
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Soul City, Soul City
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Come down there with me
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Come down there with me
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Peace For The Wicked
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| Mick Jagger |
