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There's a full moon over Nashville town
and the streets are nearly quiet
save the barking dogs
and the occasional siren
and your voice on the radio

Cruisin' down the streets in the neon lights
I'm feelin' kind of strong, feelin' fine tonight
I don't need you, I'm okay

Down at the bar where

(oui)
Au quartier, c'est la street, pas de vedettes (oh)
Faut pas faire les bandits d'Internet
Ça prévient pas si ça va péter (yeah, yeah, yeah)

zijn magneet
Ik kan het pakken in de street, of ik pak het met een tape
Misschien pak ik alle twee, ha
Die nieuwe waggiе laat de buren kijken
Ik zеg

You're listening to London 
You're listening to southeast 
You're listening to proud streets
You're listening to words always thought but never spoken 
So

I've had enough of danger
People on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just trying to find some peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know

Blood for blood
Heart for heart
Woke up in this dream
An ugly world unseen
Unleash the beast in me
Taking a walk on elm street
I sing you

Up high you’ve been working like a dog 
In heat yeah right made a name for yourself on the street
Down low history you can’t wait to delete 
Too slow

When money talks, its cries
Drown out the voices
Of those trampled beneath
Their feelings and their lives
So misery lies in the street
And I try

At a bar or cafe
For me it's just the start
Of another blue day

The charms of this city
Hold no joy for me
The streets we revelled in
Are now paved with

gotta do it 
There's no justice in this town
He strolled on through the main street 
And burned the courthouse down
A crowd gathered round 
Asked him why

Waiting on easy street 
A brownstone where riders meet 
Waiting so indiscreet
My sugar to feel her teeth 
I guess all she is 
My mistress,

Si si

Je-je veux tout et tout d'suite, la street m'a toujours coachée
Je suis toujours chaud, eh négro je suis jamais fauché
A travers ma

this 

No suit n tie but I'm Jordan Belford I'll wall street this business
No middle man I'm the big dawg Like Rick Ross get a grip y'all 
I'm the illest

can do it, you can do it on city streets
You can do it, you can do it in theater seats
Funkin' keep on funkin'
Pumpin' and thumpin' and funkin' away
All

all'angolo con Forcella Street
Vendiamo quattro calzini bucati di Randolph Scott
In cambio di una scorza di melone

La ditta Sciaffone offre un gelato cono

Strange faces neon night life
White lines and city streets
I can't stay long this time
Oh babe it's killing me
Oh babe you're killing me

Hold me down

iris up above
Ya'll Osiris on the run
It's a game on the concrete
Yautja blades up in the street
Browser flame up when I speak
They throw my name up

What lies beyond these hills
May be shabby and fading
But it will not vanish just yet, no
In every house on every street
There are secrets
They are

s'allient à nous aujourd'hui
ils étaient pas là pendant l'coup dur hier
J'ai tout appris grâce à la street
Maman ne sait pas que je découpe mieux que sa

Children on the street
The cowardly and scared
And powerfully prepared
For things I dare not speak of in all of my lifetime
For I am ready

stop that reckless spinnin', now you savin' it
More in the stu, less in the streets, and now you makin' it
I always had your best interest from

You can't remember
You'll always be impressed
You're green trees

Growing down from your green treed streets
Near the water's edge

can't do it, don't you tell me He can't do it

We'll see cities in revival and salvation flood the streets (come on)
Don't you tell me He can't do it,