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Willy Deville Backstreets Of Desire

: Cities they crumble civilizations fall Cutures are forgotten Turn to rubble from what was stone walls What?s that you say? all in the name of love

: I wake up in the morning From the same dream I always have I see the same face I saw While I was laying there There?s a goofy dust sprinkled All outside

: Hey Joe Where you going with that money in your hand I say: Hey Joe Where you going with that money in your hand Well I?m going to see my woman You

: Baby baby sweet baby Look now what do you see There ain?t whole lot of peoples Got so much nothin? like me I ain?t so good lookin? My teeth don?t shine

: All through the night The morning?s the same as the evening Day after day When will these feelings leave me I?m lonely through my life I know it?s

: I wake up in the morning And I?ll work ?till night My skin has turned brown From that sun so bright All night I?m tossing and turning Cause my dreams

: When I look all around me there?s pain everywhere Seems like everybody is getting thei share With every breath you breath With every sound you ear

Down the back streets of desire Left on lonesome street Where there?s smoke there is fire Lost love and hungry eyes roam free Roam free On the boulevard

You maybe far away Or just maybe down the street I hear every sound that you make And every time that your heart beats You?re there in every dream I