"Seventh Avenue" genre: Acoustic
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	MP3.com CD: Better Than One - buy it! CD: Better Than One Credits: Ron Amorim -- guitar, vox
	Lyrics I have a life But it's not real Sorry but it's true I live with mom Who's got a job On Seventh Avenue Friday night Comes around She becomes a corner store All my friends Who live in me Come in and lock the door A bag of dice A dusty book... The table's piled With trees and lead And I put up a screen And it don't matter If you're dead Says this magazine A bag of dice A dusty book... Maybe when tomorrow hits Our roles will be our truths Or maybe we'll end up with jobs On Seventh Avenue When life hits hard I have to run But I won't leave my chair Stories are the Blood of me Whenever I can share A bag of dice A dusty book... Maybe when tomorrow hits Our roles will be our truths Or maybe we'll end up with jobs And we'll be nothing new Maybe when tomorrow hits Our roles will be our truths Or maybe we'll end up with jobs On Seventh Avenue Maybe when tomorrow hits Our world will be our truth I hope we don't end up with jobs On Seventh Avenue

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