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L.A. GUNS
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Whoa Bright lights are shining Moves in the dark The city streets are empty now Except for dogs that bark Footsteps like thunder Underneath the stars Alley ways come alive at night, yeah Trouble isn't far Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Sleeping in the gutters I'm dirty as a rat Hiding out in doorways For the next attack Cop chase in the moonlight Church bells, they chime Cold blood is running It happens all the time Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Born to run, born to fight We shoot for thrills, yean, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Into the night, into the night We shoot for thrills into the night Baby, is there anyone? Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Oh! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
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