(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster-Throckman) I`ve thinking of far out places, trying to find a cool oasis, get away from living in the streets, where dirty money is the game, the dealer never knows your name, people marching to the same old beat. The street`s alive with pretty girls, who take you all around the world, if you`ve got enough to pay the price, neon lights, they beckon you, come and see what we can do, watch a colour movie, ain`t it nice? (Chorus) Oh won`t you please just let me use your telephone, I`ve had enough I want to take a taxi home, Take me from the heat, take me from this city streets Take me, take me home -- take me home. I`ve been walking these streets at night, hoping I don`t get in a fight, doing what I did the night before, hanging `round the alley way, wandering down by the bay, watching drunken sailors trying to score. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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