Rock´n´roll in your heart
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fiogf49gjkf0d I grabbed my dream one transparent New York noon.
As i strolled 6th avenue into the blue
All these black chicks, hispanics grooving in glass and stone
And It seems we missed a century back home.
I walked the path of legends yesterday
Every corner that I turned lead to this place
I´ve got worn out shoes; I´ve got bleeding feet, yeah
And I faced my destiny at Bowery.
I want you on these streets; want you to feel the beat.
Finally my senses ´re coming back
NYC got me back on track
And this city speaks, and this city speaks to me
I´ll be coming back to lay you at my feet.
One day we’ll take these streets. One day you´ll feel the beat.
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