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Round and round, up and down Everyday I make my way Through the streets of your town Don't the sun look good today? But the rain is on its way Watch the butcher shine his knives And this town is full of battered wives. Round and round, up and down Everyday I make my way Through the streets of your town I ride your river under the bridge I take your boat out to the reach Cos I love that engine roar but I still don't hnow what I'm here for. Round and round, up and down Everyday I make my way Through the streets of your town they shut it down they closed it down they shut it down they pulled it down. Round and round, up and down Everyday I make my way Through the streets of your town From Letras Mania