Baby, baby, don't be late
The world is ending, I can't change
The way I feel about you now,
New York is cold as ever
But still I go out every night
And hide myself among the lights,
Bathe in all the pretty things
The city brings,
The bodies glisten and they shine
Like the stars we're born to die
And like these roses we all will fade
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I'm counting the cars on the freeway below
Lost in the music
All the foolishness of our lives
Speeding out of control,
Lost in the music, in the music

Baby, baby, please don't cry
Wipe the guilt out from your eyes
And leave your conscience on the bed,
There's no one innocent here,
In the mirror you'll find faith
Plastic flowers never fade
But we all turn to grey
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Baby, baby, please don't cry
Wipe the guilt out from your eyes
And leave your conscience on the bed,
There's no one innocent here,
The bodies glisten and they shine
Like the stars we're born to die
And like these roses we all will fade