I know the cops here, they can take me to your house
Sometimes I sit and wish I were somewhere else
So let's damn the daylights for the sweethearts that we are
Sometimes I find myself still lying in your arms
And all the sweethearts of the world
Are out dancing in the places
Where me and all my friends go to hide our faces
Yeah, them avenues run in one way
Yeah, them streets, they run the same
And there's something in the air here
It's keepin' me away
I know the cops here, they can take me to your house
So I get directions and I pretend I'm someone else
But all the sweethearts of the world are out littering the bars
Yeah, and I am still avenues from any place you are
Yeah, them avenues run in one way
Yeah, them streets, they run the same
But there's something in the air here
That's keeping me away
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