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The neighborhood that I live in,
I¡¯ve always seen as home.
At certain times at the evening,
It¡¯s like a no-go zone.

Got cash in my pocket to last the weekend.
And I¡¯ve got features I quite like
And don¡¯t mind keeping.

But I still walk the side streets home,
Even when I¡¯m on my own.
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories,
I wouldn¡¯t set a foot outside.

You say I live in a bubble,
I find a bubbles best.
I don't think of the trouble
Just turn and head due west.
Quite light on my feet if I ever need be,
As I zip down the street,
No one ever sees me.

But I still walk the side streets home,
Even when I¡¯m on my own.
If I let myself believe all the bad press and horror stories,
I wouldn¡¯t set a foot outside.

I¡¯m tempting fate,
(I know, tell me about it)
So nonchalant,
(I know and I don't doubt it)
I¡¯ll probably get it tommorrow.

Till then I walk the side streets home,
Even when i¡¯m on my own.
If I let myself believe¡¦

(Side streets home)
(On my own)
Believe...

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Side Streets
Saint Etienne



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