| The lights on the corner
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| Shine on foreign streets.
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| The night has a rhythm
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| of unfamiliar beats.
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| So turn the music up high.
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| Let your body heat rise,
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| And let me play with the fire,
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| That you’ve got in your eyes.
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| Everything you normally wouldn’t,
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| Everything you feel in your bones,
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| Let it out and do what you shouldn’t.
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| We’re a long way from home.
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| We’re a long way
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| We’re a long way from home
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| Yeah, we’re a long way.
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| Stop.
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| Stop playing, Good Girl.
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| You can throw that rope away.
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| Don’t you know everything,
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| that’s forbidden?
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| Distance makes (it) okay.
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| So move a little bit closer
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| To the shadows of sin.
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| And let me move my lips over
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| The golden haze of your skin.
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| Let me what’s hiding inside you.
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| Let me see what you’ve never shown.
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| I don’t wish the way to remind you,
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| We’re a long way from home.
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| Yeah, We’re a long way.
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| We’re a long way from home. |
| (Woo!)
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| We’re a long way.
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| Out of sight,
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| and out of mind.
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| Leave the world
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| you know behind.
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| Feel no fates,
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| and face your fear.
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| The night will hide
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| what happens here.
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| And maybe it’s for the better
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| That when the dark becomes light,
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| We’ll proudly never remember
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| The things we’re doing tonight.
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| So kiss me like it’s a secret,
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| That stays forever unknown.
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| 'Cause this place knows how to keep it,
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| A long way from home.
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| Put your hands up (We're along way from home)
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| Put your head down (We're a long way from home)
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| There ain’t a pair of eyes that know us, in this whole damn town.
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| Put your hands up (We're along way from home)
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| Put your head down (We're a long way from home)
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| There ain’t a pair of eyes that know us, in this whole damn town. |