| Well I’ve got her cane
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| Oh and Big Danny is wasted —
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| He said I’m the sweetest thing
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| You know that he’s never tasted
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| Mariposa’s singing love songs
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| All in her dark apartment
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| Fourteen floors a’birthin
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| And fourteen floors a’dying
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| Livin' in the city
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| We’re just livin' in the city
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| Livin' in the city
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| Well it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard
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| I’ll take you to the stairwell
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| And give you something I can offer
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| You know the heart is not the hopeless
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| The heart is a lonely hunter
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| Hot long summer days…
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| We’re just sneakin' by the river
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| Well, I’ll lock my dreams away
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| I’ll watch the city quiver
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| Livin' in the city
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| We’re just livin' in the city
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| We’re livin' in the city
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| Well it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard
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| Gypsy bit the dust
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| You know the shitty hat — it was poisoned
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| You know now everybody wants
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| Just a taste of what we sold him
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| Standing on the roof tops
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| We’re just yellin' till the morning
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| All surrounded by the visions
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| Of all who came before them
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| Livin' in the city
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| We’re just livin' in the city
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| Oh, livin' in the city
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| Well it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard
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| Livin' in the city
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| We’re just livin' in the city
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| Oh, livin' in the city
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| Well it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard
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| Oh, it’s hard, it’s hard, it’s hard |