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By your own admission – you got nowhere to go
That aint the transmission from the radio
Turnin me over when I wanna sleep –
Its only October Street, ya know…
Strung out in the alleys and buildings set between the sun
The girl in the valley dont wanna give Jesse none
She turnin Im over – wipin her feet
Its only October Street, ya know…
And I want outta here – yeh, I want outta here
I want outta here – yeh, I want outta here…
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By your own admission – you got nowhere to go
That aint the transmission from the radio –
Turnin me over when I wanna sleep
Lord, Ill die wherever you please but not on October Street, ya know
That I want outta here – yeh, I want outta here…