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| In the day we sweat it out on the streets | |
| At night we ride through | |
| Sprung from cages | |
| Chrome wheeled, fuel injected | |
| Baby this town | |
| It's a death trap, | |
| We gotta get out | |
| 'Cause tramps like us, | |
| Wendy let me in | |
| I want to guard | |
| Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims | |
| Together we could | |
| We'll run till we drop | |
| Will you walk with me | |
| 'Cause baby I'm just a | |
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| But I gotta find out | |
| I want to know if love is wild, | |
| Beyond the Palace | |
| The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors | |
| The amusement park | |
| Kids are huddled | |
| I wanna die with you Wendy | |
| The highway's jammed with | |
| Everybody's out on the run tonight | |
| Together Wendy | |
| I'll love you with all | |
| Someday girl | |
| We're gonna get to that place | |
| And we'll walk in the sun | |
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