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| 3:40 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:57 |
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| 3. |
| 4:14 |
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| 4. |
| 3:58 |
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| 5. |
| 3:48 |
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| 6. |
| 4:01 |
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| 7. |
| 3:29 |
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| 8. |
| 3:43 |
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9. |
| 3:45 |
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| 10. |
| 4:02 |
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| 11. |
| 4:21 |
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| 12. |
| 2:40 |
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| 13. |
| 2:55 | 
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Some people love New York
Leave everything to be there Their dreams get lost or found Get left behind or go somewhere Give me the simple things A fire in the hearth And space to spread my wings See children playing in their yards Some people love L.A. To be near all the movie stars Sit in cafes all day Discovered for the perfect part Give me my piano lamp A glass of wine for my friends We'll laugh the night away And sing the same old songs again. |
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| 14. |
| 3:15 |
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