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All the boys, they wanderAround the blocks, each eveningJust seeking somethingKilling time once againSee them throwing pebblesAt the wheels of sport carsAnd looking at the minisOf girls who don't care about themAll the boys, they wanderAround the blocks, each evening'Cos in the eveningYou can't see the greynessThe dirty streets are shadowedAnd the lampposts are brokenAnd you can pretendThat you've really gone for a walkAll the boys, they wanderAround the blocks, each eveningThey dream of livingIn lands of distinctionStaring at the emptyBinoculars of bottlesThey discuss all-AmericanMotion picturesLetras de cancionesAll the boys, they wanderAround the blocks, each eveningOr sit along the pavementSmoke joints for pleasureAll their efforts to fleeBecome strongerWhen they really canIt's too lateThey can't move any longer From Letras Mania