West Side Highway

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There's a million Jews in New York
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And I'm one of them!
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There's a million stars in the sky
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And a million cars on the west side 
highway

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Back at home, I didn't feel this 
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free
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Up and down the boulevard, I could 
hear them scream
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"Hey faggot", "How much?",
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"I'm gonna kick your ass 
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motherfucker"
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But I held my head up high
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Let them suffocate + die
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In their ordinary lives

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There's two hundred punks in the 
park
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And I'm one of them!
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There's a place to go
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After all these years of feeling 
alone

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Back at home, walking down the 
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street
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People pulled their kids aside
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Like I was some kind of disease

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But as much as I tried to hide
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And plug my ears it hurts inside
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It curled up and wounded my pride

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There's a million Jews in New York
                     F#  E
And I'm one of them!
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There's a million stars in the sky
         F#
And a million cars on the west side 
highway

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As I ride, I can feel the street
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Like a river(like a river), it flows
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 rapidly
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Through the city, it propels
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Me towards a tragic, bloody crash oh
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 well

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An inch from death seems to be
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The only place to find some peace
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The only place to ride a bike and
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Feel alive and find a sense of pride
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And dignity