These streets
I ain’t suggesting that you are weak
But a heart like yours shouldn’t wander alone
In these streets
Oh no, no not alone
You’ve gotta go
My love do you have any idea
What you look like in here
The light makes you shine like the sun
You gotta be - My baby
You are the one
You gotta run
Way too lovely, son of a gun
You gotta run
Things that i would do to you
Things that you would make me do
Things that i would put you through
You’ve just gotta be my baby
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