Air - People in the City Lyrics
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People in the City
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What Are The Lyrics For People in the City By Air?
P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y
People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city On the sidewalk (People in the city) Near the street lamp (People in the city) At the bus stop (People in the city) Down the station (People in the city) Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling |
Who Wrote People in the City By Air?
J.b. Dunckel, N. Godin
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What's The Duration Of The People in the City By Air?The duration of People in the City is 4:57 minutes and seconds. |
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