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Chapter One: He was too romantic about Manhattan, as he was about everything else. He thrived on the hustle bustle of the crowds and the traffic. To him, New York meant beautiful women and street smart guys who seemed to know all the angles. Ah, corny, too corny for, you know, my taste. Let me, let me try and make it more profound.
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That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me.
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no the old gang ain't around everyone has left town
'cept for thumm and giardina said they just might be down
oh half drunk all the time and i'm all drunk the rest
yea monk's till the champion but i'm the best
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Almost night.

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Well the road's out before me
And the moon is shining bright
What I want you to remember
As I disappear tonight
Today is grey skies
Tomorrow's tears
You'll have to wait til yesterday is here
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All the flashing lights take over
All the pretty little dots make tracks
Leading you to your place of deliverance
And never look at what's behind the fear

You know what you have done
Welcome oblivion
And this has just begun
Welcome oblivion

And I am not afraid
And I am not afraid
And I am not afraid
And I am not afraid
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And the radio's gone off the air
Gives you time to think
And you hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
And blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
And one more block; the engine talks
Whispers 'home at last'
It whispers 'home at last'
Whispers 'home at last'
It whispers 'home at last'
Whispers 'home at last'

And there are diamonds on my windshield
And these tears from heaven
Well I'm pulling into town on the Interstate
I got me a steel train in the rain
And the wind bites my cheek through the wing
Late nights and freeway flying
Always makes me sing
It always makes me sing
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