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am I in a stolen car at a traffic light
They go form red to green and so I just drive into the night

Please take me dancing tonight I've been all
Please take me dancing tonight I've been all on my own
You promised one day we could it's what you said on the phone
I'm just a prisoner of love always
make it get so good
Oh you make me get so mean
Oh you make it get to good
I am a stolen thing

Ay the rumble of the roaring rain
By the holes that
their eyes
In this violent flesh the cut that bleeds the kiss that stings
Desperate snows fall from d
Esperate skies
CHORUS
Take my hand and lead me
Frontrows-backrows getting trampled

You can`t buy a snatched car that jumping this hard
And bust the kind moves that cut the bone and leave you scared
It`s stolen
and leave you scared
It's stolen behind the picture, taken behind the faces
Take a look around see who leeds and who chases
Advancing I don't care how you
Paris
There were locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy

By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
slang
Stolen cars bang, like my chitty bang-bang sh-bang
For the heads, we ain't sellin' cocaine today
So refrain and let my family reign okay

Just
compelled him to confide
So he told me

Take this car
And drive downstate
Then take off the licence plates
And wait for me

I could have argued
But he said
gonna tear down the main city street
In a stolen police car
Record the world's trashiest song
And make myself a star
Then I'm gonna come back home
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
believe in you
You say you believe
I believe, I believe, going all the way through, yeah
Come take me back home, come on and take me away
Ghost dancing
believe in you
You say you believe
I believe, I believe, going all the way through, yeah
Come take me back home, come on and take me away
Ghost Dancing
of stolen polished dimes.
She asked to dance I said it's fine.
I'll see you in the morning time.
Ah Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in.
Are you aware the shape I'm
everyone in this stinking town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma Shave

Presley's what I go by why don't you change
Gonna leave the pain behind
Gonna leave the fools in line
Gonna take the magic potion
Gettin' in an old black car
Gonna take a ride so far
They think tv is the thing
They think cars everything
To kiss your kind, apple cheeks
Stolen love under a canopy of trees
Won't you follow me
a model by the hair when you holla in the air
Girl give me your number or I'll steal ya car
Lew hawk at the bar robbing mone from the tip jar
Throw ya
believe in you
You say you believe
I believe, I believe, going all the way through, yeah
Come take me back home, come on and take me away
Ghost Dancing
town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma Shave

Presley's what I go by, why don't you change the stations?
Count
Cause everyone in this stinking town's got one foot in the grave
And I'd rather take my chances out in Burma-Shave'

'Presley's what I go by, why don't
Toe to toe, dancing very close
Barely breathing, almost comatose
Wall to wall, people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in
by down and out
Spent my money, took my car
Started tellin' her friends she gon' be a star
I don't know but I been told
A big legged woman ain't
was young I used to shoot for the stars
but got shot down by demons in patrol cars
Stars good cop, bad cop, stick up the crack spot
The ave won't get
In the back of the bottom drawer
Of the dresser by our bed
Is a box of odds and ends
That I have always kept

But the man who sleeps beside me