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Looking out a dirty old window, down below the cars
in the city go rushing by.
I sit here alone and I wonder why.
Friday night and everyone's blue.
I can feel the heat, but it's soothing heading down.
Looking out a dirty old window, down below the cars
in the city go rushing by.
I sit here alone and I wonder why.
Friday night and everyone's blue.
I can feel the heat, but it's soothing heading down.