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the paper kites - between the houses lyrics

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there’s gotta be a better place than bourbon street on a friday
she don’t want hand grenades or hurricanes
got had by a shoe shiner just to hear his speech
now every time they ask her where she got those shoes
she says “i got them right here on my feet”

in a dive bar off the boulevard down an alleyway
she smiles and i can tell this is what she’s talking about
and the brothers gathered round the jukebox she said “i’m just p-ssing through”
put a quarter in and played her song
the whole d-mn room approved
they like her style and i do too

you don’t want fake rain while you’re sleeping
you don’t want the praise when you lose
beneath the streets, between the houses
all you want is a little truth

east side of the village up in new york city
late nights running round trying to find the underground
hidden bars and speakeasies – convinced there’s another world
of things we’re missing out on
and all you want is to unfurl to the wind
blow the roof off this whole town

and i want to say i admire how you go
seeing all the best in everyone
between the houses and the billboard signs
all we want is a little truth

- the paper kites lyrics

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