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I walk along the street of sorrow,
The boulevard of broken dreams.
Where gigolo and gigelette can take a kiss without regret,
So they forget their broken dreams.
You laugh tonight and cry tomorrow,
When you behold your shattered dreams.
And gigolo and gigelette,
Awake to find there eyes are wet,
With tears that tell their broken dreams
Here is where you'
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