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I feel the pull of distant cities
i hear the yellin of the trains
learn to handle all the hours of these new found days
i hear the wailing of the sirens
moving out along the sound
tonight i feel so much more dangerous
than this sweet little town
Chorus:
i wanna walk down streets with strangers everywhere
wanna hear jazz on tuesdays and have a life
'bout which no one cares
wanna wear a tiny red dress and taste the city air
i want more
Though i've never been to paris
i can see it in my mind
i guess one good thing about being young
is i've got all kinds of time
Chorus:
I want to find a place to stay
with pretty boys in cafes
i want to sing all morning above the screaming of the subway
i wanna walk and walk and walk until i lose my way
wanna forget all about you for one whole day . . .
i want more
I see the blinking of the signs
maybe one day my name in lights
even my skin can't hold me tight
i feel much too wild for this country night
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