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Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run
In the day we sweat it out
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On the streets
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Of a runaway American dream
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At night we ride
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Through mansions of glory
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In suicide machines
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Sprung from cages on Highway nine
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Chrome wheels fuel injected
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And steppin' out
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Over the line,
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Oh, baby this town rips
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The bones from your back
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It's a death trap,
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It's a suicide rap
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We gotta get out while we're young
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'Cause tramps like us
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Baby we were born to run
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Wendy, let me in
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I wanna be your friend
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I wanna guard
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Your dreams and visions
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And strap your legs
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'round these velvet rims
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And strap your legs
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'cross my engines
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Together we could break this trap
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We'll run till we drop
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Baby we'll never go back
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Oh, will you walk with me
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Out on the wire
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'Cause baby
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I'm just a scared and lonely rider
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But I gotta know how it feels
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I wanna know if your love is wild
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I wanna know if love is real
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Oh, can you show me?
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Beyond the palace,
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Hemi-powered drones
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Scream down the boulevard
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The girls comb their head
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In review mirrors
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And the boys try to look so hard
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The amusement park rises
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Bold and stark
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And kids are huddled
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On the beach in the mist
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I wanna die with you
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Wendy on the streets tonight
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In an everlasting kiss
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One, two, three, four
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On a last Highway's jammed
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E
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With broken hearts
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On a last chance power to drive
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Everybody's out on the road
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Tonight but
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There's no place left to hide
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Together Wendy
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We can live with the sadness
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I'll love you
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With all the madness in my soul
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Oh,
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Someday girl I don't know when
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We're gonna get to
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That place
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Where really wanna go
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And we'll walk in the sun
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But till then tramps like us
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Baby we were born to run
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Tramps like us
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Baby we were born to run
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Tramps like us
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Baby we were born to run
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Whoa, ooh
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Whoa, whoa, whoa
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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Whoa
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