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Funky beats, Barrow Street |
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Walking with your dog |
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I see you, You see me |
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Then we stop & talk |
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Later on, some cafe |
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Thinking what you said |
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Children laugh, telling jokes |
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'Till their eyes are red |
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The people feel so good |
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Say boy, say girl |
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All in my neighborhood |
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Say boy, say girl |
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We got peace, love & monkey business |
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Gonna reach the very top |
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There'll be pride, hope & Sunday mornings |
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All the things I'm thinking of |
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We could change the world |
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In the night while we are sleeping |
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The Power's in my neighborhood |
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Liquor stores, stop & shop |
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Old folks sit outside |
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Restaurants - Laundromats |
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She's still on my mind |
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April, May, June, July |
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August comes around |
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Pretty soon, a years gone by |
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And we're still hanging out |
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The people feel so good |
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Say boy, say girl |
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All in my neighborhood |
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Say boy, say girl |
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We got peace love & monkey business |
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Gonna reach the very top |
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There'll be pride, hope & Sunday mornings |
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All the things I'm thinking of |
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We could change the world |
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In the night while we are sleeping |
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Now the rich get richer |
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& the poor stay poor |
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& folks get restless |
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If it don't change soon |
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But there's a sweet sensation |
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Turnin bad to good |
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& things get better |
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In my neighborhood |
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So burn on - you little candle - put your light into my head |
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There's a lone wolf - on the mountain - he's the friend you never had |
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We got peace, love & monkey business - gonna reach the very top |
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There'll be - pride, hope & Sunday mornings - all the things I'm thinking of |
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So, come on down |
