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running listless in the high female 100 square foot canopy, overlooking more studio apartments. and if i stay i will slowly fade away, oh yeah, carry me, sweet melody, tonight. [struck the shining ice blows sleeping shopping carts and liquid spice girls out of children.] and in their yards, they will watch the slow return. we can just... move on! come along, baby, paranoia is killing you and you ain't got no money at all, ooh, sometimes the morning comes... and in the moonlight we can haunt the streets, and stay open 'til day. compliment the reptiles to find out, just what the tax forms say. and ain't it pretty, pretty penny has no legs and a severe case of whooping cough. and threw rocks on love life like home where the hospital shut up, Letras de cancionesto the tune of: [tune.] and when their doom ensues, i just want to be with you. and we can just... move on! come along, baby, paranoia is trailing you and you ain't got no money at all, (no money, no money, no money...) sometimes the morning comes... don't you worry about me, mama... i'll be off the streets someday. and don't you worry about me, brothers, i'll be off the streets someday. and don't you worry, sisters, i'll be off the streets someday. don't you worry, darling. i'll be off the streets someday. don't you worry, love, i am off the streets someday. From Letras Mania