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I think it's cool to be weak
Heart getting cold every week
There's no more love in the streets
I think i'm done with this bih
Don't want my heart

Walking down the street on my own two feet
Got the music on, I'm dancing to the beat
Suddenly I see the clouds roll by
The rain starts falling,

Oh, Eva, you hold so many memories
When I was just walking down the street
I never knew that thirteen years would pass me by so fast
But it did, for

, basketball at G.P.
Hit a party at Rogers drive, fights as far as we can see
Busted up by the cops, but they can't catch us on these streets
These are our

leaving trails
As I cruise down memory lane dodging a DUI
I wouldn't be surprised
If I got pulled over by one of my deeper tales
Well look at that, sirens

Mesmerized by the gaze of these eyes
You fall prey to the voices you hear - the faces of fear

Through long-buried memories it creeps
To feast on the fright in

breezes blow, hearts heavy in our chest
Memories of 812 Arlington, where life put us to the test
Rob and Tonna laughed it off, with our "Collie" dog by our

occasion, cause
Philly the master and we are its Padawans
Streets were made for memories to set upon
Streets I played, and then I got sent along
NEPA coming

So We Never Got to Paris

Out of the Grey

Gravity

1995

to Paris
And found the café of our dreams
But our table holds a whole world of memories
No, we never went to Venice
And strolled the streets alone
But

to single seconds or you'll start to fade away
End up like a spirit in the street who has no place to stay
How can I be patient when there's so much on my

On Halloween
I was
You were
We were
Pretending

Every goddamn street
I am bombarded by the memories
Every goddamn street
There is something I've been missing

And the present wants to make a memory of the future
The present wants to make a memory of the future

Life is always cheap, always led by the creeps
And the high

Met you by the ocean
Near the stand we got our alcohol
Two shots and a beer
Was just enough to get us drunk

Walking down the shore
Falling

and hate me
Go ahead and burn all the memories you have of me
I’m all alone
Ayy
I’m all alone
Got my head out the window
Smoking by myself again
Thinking

Fill up the block and the streets again
These hoods are calling our names
Memories, trauma, ripe blood stains
We all suffer the same
They strap glocks

Old days are passing by
Our streets are old but we know the reason why
These days are now memories
We played here when we were just kids
Old streets

Sesame tested me never could forget the streets
Meant to be helplessly another nigga sent to sleep
Memories telling me that I can't let it get to me

E Street Shuffle/Summer (The First Time) / Leader of the Pack

Bette Midler

Divine Madness [Video]

and wet,
And you just can't get high
That's when sparks fly on E Street
And the little girls walking lookin' so hot,
And the little boys' souls grow weak

London Pride

Andrew D. Huber

Ten Songs from the Side Room

2003

Garden Market where the costers cry.
 Cockney feet
 Mark the beat of history.
 Every street
 Pins a memory down.
 Nothing ever can quite replace

London Pride

Mel Tormé

Tormé Meets the British

1957

Market where the coasters cry.

Cockney feet mark the beat of history.
Every street pins a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite replace
The grace

Wild Night

Martina McBride

Everlasting

2014

All the wild night breezes
In your memory ever

And everything looks so complete
When you're walkin' out on the street
And the wind catches your feet

(EASTSIDE!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set)
And what we live by
(yeah) , what we gon' die by (Dip-Set)
So these rules I abide by
I'm duckin' shots

I think back on all our memories
Take me back to that warm weather
Where you kissed me by the river
Late night drive-in double header
Skidmore Bluffs

all the rest
He'll never forget Rosa Lee
Or sleepless nights he fought upon the sea
He'll only have the memories
Or great books by James Jones

'Cause