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She's still another party blonde who has always had Her way. Now just another hanger-on with a faded resume. He's gonna be a leading man in the Gary Cooper mold. Now working at a pretzel stand, but it's him That's getting sold. Big dreamer gonna take the town, but she's running Out of time. Still singing at a sleazy lounge to a house Of drooling swine. Self-satisfied narcissist with a body like a god. He's thinking that's all there is, but I don't Want that job. Streets of pain. Oh, they only hear the crying. Streets of pain. Never felt the tears. Streets of pain. Oh, they just keep on lying. Get it through your head 'cause some things never Change. Won't it finally be obvious that there's very little Chance? Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus and Not the handsome prince? Isn't anybody satisfied with the average girl next Door? Does she have to be glamorized so the world Will love her more? Streets of pain. Sinking like a rock in a river. Streets of pain. Never felt so cold, yeah yeah. Streets of pain. Love a stinking liver. Not to mention all the stories never told. Dreamed of becoming socialite, standing in somebody Else's light. Anything can happen late at night, in the morning She'll be out of sight. Made a million on a lucky streak, threw it All away as foolishly. One of many common tragedies, what else can there Be? So you better get on the road to the Desolation station. And you better bring all you own, it's a Permanent vacation. We're waiting here with open arms, but it isn't What it seems. Just looking for the boulevard on the trail of Broken dreams. Streets of pain. Oh, they only hear the crying. Streets of pain. Never felt the tears. Streets of pain. Oh, they just keep on lying. Get it through your head 'cause some things never Change. Streets of pain. Sinking like a rock in a river. Streets of pain. Never felt so cold. Streets of pain. Love and a stinking liver. Not to mention all the stories never told. Streets of pain. Streets of pain. Streets of pain. Streets of pain. Yeah. Living in the streets of pain. Streets of pain. Yeah. Streets of pain. Streets of pain. Yeah. Streets of pain.
Richard Marx — Streets Of Pain
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