Don't these city lights light these streets to life
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All these crazy nights bring us together
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Any rainy day, you can dance your blues away
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Don't these city lights bring us together
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Charlie Chaplin's cane, well it flicked away the rain
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Things weren't quite the same, after he came here
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But then when he left, upon our own request
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Things weren't quite the same, after he came here
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Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
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All these crazy nights bring us together
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Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
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Don't these city lights bring us together
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We're supposed to be a land of liberty
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And those city lights to blaze forever
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But that little tramp, ooh, on that street corner lamp
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When he left us, it's humor left for ever
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We're supposed to be a land of liberty
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And those city lights to blaze forever
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But that little tramp, leaning on that street corner lamp
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When he left us, it's humor left for ever
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Don't these city lights bring the streets to life
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All these crazy nights bring us together
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Any rainy day you can dance your blues away
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Don't these city lights bring us together
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City Lights
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Lou Reed |