On Every Street

												
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There?s gotta be a record of you some place
F                   G          C
  You gotta be on somebody?s books
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    The low-down - a picture of your face
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     Your injured looks
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    The sacred and profane
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    The pleasure and the pain
Am              G            F          Em
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
Dm                     B          Am          Em
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street

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A lady-killer - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can I tell you as I?m standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it?s a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street

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A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don?t know why it is I?m still on the case
It?s a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that?s bittersweet
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street

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