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Lyrics to 'On Every Street' by Mark Knopfler. There's gotta be a record of you some place You gotta be on somebody's books The low-down - a picture of your face Your injured looks
And he knew Whenever you get bored You scribble stars on the cuffs of your jeans And he noticed That you still fill out the quizzes That they put in those teen ...
Lately I really need to know How long, how long can we be touch and go Oh my soul How long, how long can we be touch and go It's not enough To say I want you 'Cause I'll say anything I'm holding out To feel without a doubt I have just been questioning it But if I go
I see it all before me: the days of love and torment; the nights of rock-and-roll. I see it all before me. Sometimes my spirit's empty; don't have the will to go on. I wish someone would send me energy. Give me something. Give me something to give. Oh, God, give me
I, I, I, I Erotic City, Erotic City All of my purple life I've been lookin' for a dame That would wanna be my wife That was my intention main If we cannot make babies Maybe we can make some time Fuck so pretty, you and me Erotic City come alive We can fuck until
Your sweet talk tonight Not again tonight When I call tonight Don't wanna hear your Sweet talk tonight I hear your voice on the radio It's gettin' so bad I don't know Which way to go Why don't you wake up girl You're such a long way away Your sweet talk ain't enough
Lyrics to 'Foul Taste Of Freedom' by Pro-pain. young, dumb and helpless - in the states you say you ain't got no money - i can relate i lost my job and my house and my - piece of mind we're in the deepest depression of - modern time
