43 lyrics for "Back in the city"

She's a star From the backstreets to the city First she buys you, then she sells ya You know she wants you when she's telling you She comes to life from the cover of a Hollywood magazine With a sense of confidence hard to fight She waits to be discovered
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Since you been got in the big city Well, you been startin' treatin' me wrong Your mama and your daddy done told me, baby Not to bring you to the South And the bright lights knocked you out I'm gonna send you back to Walker You had nothin' when I met you,
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We're gainin' back our powers, mine after mine Hours after hour, we'll be lost in time Hour after hour, we'll be lost in time We deserve much better The city leaves me dry I feel under the weather You wanna quit then now or never We gonna leave this mess
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I'm comin' back to you, back to you And I know that I shouldn't and I wouldn't if I could And you know that this drink got me talkin', late night callin', yeah I thought that you'd never leave the city Fell in love with a girl from PR, kept up online
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Boot scootin' boogie Oh, get down, turn around, go to town Yeah heel toe do si do Come on baby let's go boot scootin' Oh cadillac blackjack baby meet me out back We're gonna boogie Out in the country Past the city limits sign Well there's a honky tonk
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London calls me a stranger I'm burning on the back street Stuck here sitting in the backseat I'm blazing on the street What I do isn't up to you And if the city never sleeps Then that makes two Can't control what I'm into
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Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket I'm back on Suffragette City You know my Suffragette City Oh don't lean on me man 'Cause you ain't got time to check it Is outta sight she's all right A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City Hey
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Mama say she good Doing what I should (I already won) City on the map No time to kick back (I already) Stopped giving a damn about When they tell me how I won't make it out (I already won) I already won I got the keys to my hood I got the world on my
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Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams For they're deep and they're wide And the world is on its side And time is running backwards And so is the bride Ring them bells Saint
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