| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need each other now
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| We don’t need the city
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| The creed or the culture now
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| Cause I feel, well, I feel alive
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| I feel, well, I feel alive
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| I feel the streets are not pulling me down
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| So people of the city
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| I don’t need your counsel now
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| And I don’t need your good advice
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| Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
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| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need each other now
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| The creed or the culture
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| We can move beyond it now
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| Now the wolf is knocking at my door
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| Bang-bang, it asks for more
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| Stand here, we stand tall
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| We can move beyond these walls
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| And I don’t need your counsel
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| And I don’t need these city streets
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| And I don’t need that good advice
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| Cause we can move beyond it now
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| You don’t have my number
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| We don’t need each other now
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| The creed or the culture
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| You don’t have my lover’s touch
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| Cause I feel, well, I feel alive
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| I feel, well, I feel alive
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| I feel the streets are not far from here
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| Can you even hear me?
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| Do you even know my name?
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| Can you see the ocean there?
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| You don’t have my lover’s touch
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| You don’t have my number
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| You don’t have my number
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| I wonder, can you hear me?
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| And are you even listening now?
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| 'Cause you don’t have my number
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| And we don’t need each other now
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| And you can’t steal my thunder
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| Cause you don’t have my lover’s touch
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| You don’t have my number
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| And I don’t need no one now
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| And I don’t need these city streets
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| The creed or the culture now
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| Now
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| Now |