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We used to play on Saxon Street Outside Gino's after school That's where we'd meet Wearing black boots on latin feet on Saxon Street At school they'd told us how they'd rule the world Then they'd smother us with their flag unfurled And I kissed my first girl On Saxon Street Francesca against the window She would press her nose She would have loved to have been with us But they made her mind her clothes and I'd be brave I'd stand and watch from outside She'd always try and make me go But I'd never try to hide. We used to play on Saxon Street Outside Gino's after school That's where we'd meet Wearing black boots on latin feet on Saxon Street Letras de canciones Some of us run businesses And some of us are in jail And most of us, quite frequently Upon a cross, get nailed And I ask myself where am I now And if you walked beside me Would you realise who I was Would you recognise me Would it be something you were feeling Way deep down, that told you We used to play on Saxon Street Outside Gino's after school That's where we'd meet Wearing black boots on latin feet on Saxon Street From Letras Mania