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Текст (слова) песни: Marshall Crenshaw - This Street
(m. crenshaw)
Music and screams on this street of twisted dreams
People staring (into space) and talking (to themselves, get it? )
Baby lets keep walking
Pretend Im a king and youre a queen
This is our paradee and it goes on endlessly
And then its not so bad, you see, to live
On this street
I turn my eyes to the passing scene
Old and young and in between
Driven along by the pounding beat
All hurrying by
Down this street
Sorry ole man well I guess I didnt see you there
Baby take hold of my hand
Its like a surreal dream in three dimension(s)
Always pay attention out here on this street
When Im restless for no reason or rhyme
I wander away from time to time
The roar of my wheels always sounds so sweet
But I hurry back to this street
This street
Wont you come on down with me
Cant find any place where Id rather be
This street
Hope my luck is still secure
Never know whats waiting by the door
Come take my hand
Its like a surreal dream and it goes on endlessly
Its really not so bad, you see
To live on this street
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