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The Great Road
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Angel Down the Street
Wyoming Avenue sunsets, Javelins and Cobra Jets
Scream their symphony through these valley roads, on their way through Somerset
Spent those summers with Chainsaw Dave, under the hood of his Chevrolet
Running Englishtown on Friday nights, and Atco on Saturdays
We were young, we thought we had it made,
Sharing everything everyday
Your parents didn't like me much, but your sister did anyway
But now it's cold outside and the leaves are gone
I'm still trying to find out just what went wrong
and all I know is your so far away
Me and Dave were running for the pink slips or we were running from the cops
Hiding the car behind the factory by the loading docks
waiting for the sirens and seachlights to fade
I thought I had it made, I had a plan
Like some bandana-wearing Superman
but I just wasn't strong enough to make you see
You're my angel down the street
It's raining sometimes I think we'll never see the sun
or the stars anymore
Then you came into my life, I still can't believe I let you
walk out that door
Now I'm hanging out with big-rig haulers,
poolroom prophets and bar room brawlers
as the Spanish gypsy strippers praise the virtue of their ways
Dusty frames hanging on old wood panels,
ashtrays is full of half-smoked Camels
and the memories just won't let me forget the day
When we stole that six-pack from your brother,
and your sister's cigarettes
there was heaven in that campground shelter,
underneath your dress
and there was paradise in your eyes
and I still remember the first time those blue eyes
knocked me off my feet
You're my angel down the street
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Sold my 440 'Cuda to pay Dad's medical bills,
I sold my Boss 9 Mustang,
and bought that farmhouse on the hill
The one we used to drive by on Sundays
and say we'd make our own,
but now I'm lying in this cold, empty room all alone
Because you're living in Manhattan, and you're married to James Bond,
you got your jet out at the airport, and your yacht tied to the dock
You spend you summers in the Hamptons,
and your winters out in Vail
but are you really Cinderella in this great big fairy tale?
He won't hold your hand or kiss your cheek,
you don't talk anymore and your eyes don't meet
and this great road to redemption seems like a gunpoint intervention,
and all you can confess to is being alone
Your life of rainbows and unicorns is now a wilting rose with bloody thorns
and your dreams lay shattered all around your feet
Where are you, my angel down the street?
Should we see each other or should we stay apart?
Should we leave it to birthday wishes and picture Christmas cards?
Things will never be the same if I hop a southbound plane
and then say these words that have been just too hard
'Cause every snowflake that you see falling through the trees,
is me just trying to be close to you
Like every wave that you feel crashing on your heels,
You'll see my face in every full moon
And then you'll know it when you feel me hold your hand
and when I kiss you as I hold your cheeks
I just want to hold you in my arms
just to feel you breathe
You're my angel down the street
You're my angel down the street
You're my angel down the street
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