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There's the part you've braced yourself against and then |
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There's the other part |
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Steal up inclining northward streets with some |
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Weird sickness in the dark |
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Saw your name on the sidewalk |
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Saw your brave face in my mind |
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If you're gonna sit next to the dealer |
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You get to bet blind |
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Never get away never get away I am never ever gonna get away from this place |
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Lay down on the street my eyes toward the sun your star next to my face |
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The compasses I came into this world with |
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Never really worked so good |
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Gentle shadows spilling down the hills |
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Up on Mulholland at Ledgewood |
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Turn back turn back |
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Find someone to tell your secrets to |
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Dream past an old hotel on Ivy |
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And seconds later I saw you |
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Never get away never get away I am never ever gonna get away from this place |
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Lay down on the street my eyes toward the sun your star next to my face |
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Let the camera track me |
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From the footlights to the wings |
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Let me set aside an hour or two |
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In memory of sweet things |
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Regrind the lens again and again and again and again |
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But still the picture flips |
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Anyone here mentions "Hotel California" dies before |
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The first line clears his lips |
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Never get away never get away I am never ever gonna get away from this place |
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Lay down on the street my eyes toward the sun your star next to my face |
