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C#m Oh, the wind whistles down
A the cold dark street tonight.
E And the people, they were dancing
G#m to the music by.
C#m And the boys, just the girls, the girls in the
A hair.
While they shot them in, they just slid away over
E there.
And the songs, they get louder each one better
G#m than before.
And you're
C#m singing those songs, thinking this is the life.
And you
A wake up in the morning, and you're hypnotised with the stars.
Where are you
E gonna go, where you gonna go.
Away you're gonna
G#m sleep tonight.
And you're
C#m singing those songs, thinking this is the life.
And you
A wake up in the morning, and you're hypnotised with the stars.
Where are you
E gonna go, where you're gonna go.
Away you're gonna
G#m sleep tonight.
Away you're gonna
C#m sleep tonight.
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C#m you're heading down the road, and you're texted
A before.
And you're waiting outside, and jimmy's trying to
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But nobody's in
E And nobody's home till 4.
G#m So you're sittin there
C#m With nothing to do.
Talkin' about rubber, Aigle
A and his mudled crew.
And where you gonna go
E When you go to sleep tonight?.
G#m And you're singing those songs Thinking this is the
G# life.
When you wake up in the morning And you have
C#m to fix your styles.
Where you gonna go?.
Where
A you gonna go?.
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