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The neighborhood that I live in,
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I've always seen as home.
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At certain times at the evening,
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It's like a no-go zone.
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Got cash in my pocket to last the weekend.
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And I've got features I quite like And don't mind keeping.
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But I still walk the side streets home,
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Even when I'm on my own.
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If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories,
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I wouldn't set a foot outside.
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You say I live in a bubble,
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I find the bubble's best.
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At a faint whiff of trouble,
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Just turn and head due west.
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Quite light on my feet if I ever need be,
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As I zip down the street, No one ever sees me.
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That's why I walk the side streets home,
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Even when I'm on my own.
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If I let myself believe all the bad press and all the stories,
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I wouldn't set a foot outside.
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I'm tempting fate,
(I know - tell me about it)
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So nonchalant,
(I know and I don't doubt it)
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I'll probably get it tomorrow.
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Till then I walk the side streets home,
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Even when I'm on my own.
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If I let myself believe...
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(Side streets home)
