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Mean Streets
Summerin' in the Catskills, baby
Singin' just for the thrill
Everyone knows all about you, don't they?
You're doin' it for the thrill
Hey hey hey hey hey heeey
Whatever's left, you'll find
You've got to give it what you got, now
You've got to give it what you got
Baby, it's true, they'll leave nothin' for you
You've got to give it what you got, now
You've got to give it what you got
Laura, there's nothin' wrong with fame, yeeeah
Laura, you'll never be the same
Didn't you know they would love you, baby
Even more now that you're gone?
Leavin' them surreptitiously
Could make a hit out of any song
Hey hey hey hey hey heeey
Whatever's left, you'll find
You've got to give it what you got, now
You've got to give it what you got, oh oh
Stay on your own, or leave it alone
You've got to give it what you got, now
You've got to give it what you got
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Laura, there's nothin' wrong with fame, yeeeah
Laura, you'll never be the same
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, 'That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times'
Born and raised in these mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say that girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, 'That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times'
Born and raised in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, 'That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times'
Hustlin' in the mean streets
That's where she learned how to keep the beat
Some say, 'That girl's got something
I heard her name half a million times'
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