| You’ll see me walking in the streets at night
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| Just following the sound of my lonely feet
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| I’m relinquishing of all control
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| My mind’s in tactical retreat
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| I doubt you even live here still
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| But it quickens up the pace of my heartbeat
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| When I find myself by accident
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| On 22nd Street
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| All the years, since bittersweet
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| Are chapters in a story book
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| That still is incomplete
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| The falling leaves will tumble to defeat
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| But nothing’s ever changed round here
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| On 22nd Street
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| Every time I’m at the spot I remember
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| 22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams
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| A bright sunny day in November
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| Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me
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| To get yuh body was my goal
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| But yuh fit perfectly ina di wifey roll
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| Yuh have mi unda control
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| On 22nd Street weh yuh capture mi heart and soul
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| I have a dream that I can’t shake
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| A dream where lonely lovers meet
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| On the corner of the avenue
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| And 22nd Street
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| The street musicians start to play
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| Their violins so sweet
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| We can’t help ourselves but dance
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| These steps we must complete
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| All the years, since bittersweet
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| Are chapters in a fairy tale
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| That still lies incomplete
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| The falling leaves are destined to repeat
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| That nothing’s ever changed round here
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| On 22nd Street
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| Well any time I walk the spot I remember
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| 22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams
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| A bright sunny day in November
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| Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me
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| I couldn’t leave you alone
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| Something inside told me I’m gonna make you my own
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| I had you locked in my zone
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| You are the queen of my life and the heir to my throne
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| All the years, since bittersweet
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| Are chapters in a fairy tale
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| That still lies incomplete
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| The falling leaves will tumble to defeat
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| I find myself alone again
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| On 22nd Street |