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There's a young boy in the queue |
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There's not much else here for him to do |
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He's had a drink, he's had a few |
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Down the pub on Hope Street |
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Dear old lady, you're looking thin |
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Got a shopping bag with your life in |
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Your old man's going through the bins |
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So it goes on Hope Street |
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Rain on me come pouring down |
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Clean the dirt off this old town |
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Tell the sun to come around |
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Show his face on Hope Street |
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There's a fight right down the street |
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The betting shop has got him beat |
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He blew his money for the week |
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On a horse called Hope Street |
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No old faces out today |
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Someone took them all away |
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Cleaning up or so they say |
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The dirty face of Hope Street |
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Rain on me come pouring down |
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Clean the dirt of this old town |
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Tell the sun to come around |
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Show his face on Hope Street |
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Rain on me come pouring down |
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Clean the dirt of this old town |
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Tell the sun to come around |
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Show his face on Hope Street |
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Everyday I look at you |
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Dressed up in your ties of blue |
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Saying there's not much that you can do |
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To help the kids on Hope Street |
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You don't seem to even care |
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That it was you that put them there |
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You seem to think they like it there |
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Hanging out on Hope Street |
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Rain on me come pouring down |
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Clean the dirt off this old town |
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Tell the sun to come around |
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Show his face on Hope Street |
