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Clit 45
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The Streets
No other place that I would rather be What to some is a fucked up world is my reality
[Chorus:] These are the streets where we go to find beer Empty hollow streets we fight with no fear
Police sirens heard all in through the night Downtown cops are looking for a fight
Graffiti and broken glass on the streets Might be hell to others but it's home to me
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