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Dion - 1978 - Midtown American Main Street Gang

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Album: Return Of The Wanderer (1978) Through nights of irresponsibility And a lack of self-control I feared the friends around me But I loved top live the roll Five of us in Levi's jeans Who passed on the basketball We all lived on Presley's 45s And were beckoned to the call Every night was Halloween When they picked me up at eight We raced the moon to madness Before midnight made our fate Drinking beer and smoking burned-Out butts 'Till the Camels killed our lungs The liquor sent us spinning out And brought a thickness to our tongues Yeah Roamin' in the halls Rackin' up the balls Climbin' up the walls Don't you hear the calls Looking for a place to hang The Midtown American Main Street Gang An afternoon of boredom Was cured by a quarter and a cue Stealing things from a countertop There was nothing else to do Bobby knocked up Sherry We ushered him out one day And Dave and Johhny took the buddy system And they went the Army way Two stolen cars took Larry He got three to five for each I came to grips with growing up But it's still too far to reach The memory's old and the story's told In all the songs that Presley sang Are you putting me on, is the Da gone Like the Midtown American Main Street Gang Yeah Roamin' in the halls Rackin' up the balls Climbin' up the walls Don't you hear the calls Looking for a place to hang The Midtown American Main Street Gang Yeah Roamin' in the halls Rackin' up the balls Climbin' up the walls Don't you hear the calls Now looking for a place to hang The Midtown American Main street Gang

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