Felonius my old friend
Step on in and let me shake your hand
So glad that you're here again
For one more time
Let your [bad word] with mine
Streets still unseen we'll find somehow
No time is better than now
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Tell me where are you driving
Midnight [bad word] Where is your bounty
Of fortune and fame
I am another
Gentlemen loser
Drive me to Harlem
Or somewhere the same

The world that we used to know
People tell me it don't turn no more
The places we used to go
Familiar faces that ain't smilin' like before
The time of our time [bad word] and gone
I fear we been waiting too long
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