The dim city light would serve as our guide
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Like gypsies making off with the moonlight
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It always seems to come right down to this
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A heavy hitter swings, but seems to miss
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You cant help hoping you´ll be the next one, and you´ll be winning
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We may break on the way up or on the way down
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We´re all going down, going down
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So face the breaks and we´ll be better for it
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Like an executioner on death row
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It always seems to come right down to this
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A heavy hitter swings, but seems to miss
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You cant help hoping you´ll be the next one, and you´ll be winning
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We may break on the way up or on the way down
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We´re all going down, going down
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So don´t cling to desperation
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Just use your imagination
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Your thoughts are what get you everything
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But don´t think you´ve got it coming
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It always seems to come right down to this
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A heavy hitter swings, but seems to miss
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You cant help hoping you´ll be the next one, and you´ll be winning
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We´re tightly wound, going round and around
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We may break on the way up or on the way down
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We´re all going down, going down
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Tightly Wound
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