When the lights are fading slowly on another show And the crowd has gone, the people cease to shout for more You'd better run, stop from crying all the time Don't you know it's got to end, I thought you were a friend of mine Goodbye bright light city heading for the sun Where the southern girls are pretty and there's two for one You'd better run, stop from crying all the time Don't you know it's got to end, I thought you were a friend of mine
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