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Somewhere in America There's a Street Named After My Dad

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What Are The Lyrics For Somewhere in America There's a Street Named After My Dad By Was (Not Was)?
At night only crickets
No prowlers, no sirens No pinky ring hustlers No angel dust Byrons No bars on the windows No sabre-toothed neighbors Just good simple folks In a rainbow of flavors Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad And the home we never had I'll work for Mr. Fowler Making fifty cents an hour And I'll save what I can So I can get a piece of land I'll raise some cows and carrots Get ahead on my own merits And if I fall I'll take it like a man Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad Mm-hm-hm, and the home we never had No more bland TV dinners No ten car collisions No showbiz beginners Making global decisions No daycare Fellinis No fast food assassins No billboard bikinis Just truth and compassion Somewhere in America There's a street named after my dad Oh whoa whoa, and the home we never had The home we never had, somewhere in America |
Who Wrote Somewhere in America There's a Street Named After My Dad By Was (Not Was)?
Donald E. Fagenson, David Jay Weiss
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What's The Duration Of The Somewhere in America There's a Street Named After My Dad By Was (Not Was)?The duration of Somewhere in America There's a Street Named After My Dad is 3:42 minutes and seconds. |
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