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I came to the cityWas armed to the teethWith ideas and desiresAs my only companyI got the keys to the carYou got the keys to my headYou call it karma, karmaAnd I call it bad luck insteadWellIs it love?Is it l-l-love?Or are we just craving attention?Is it love?Is it l-l-love?Or do we just want satisfaction?Cut to Paradise GarageThere's paint on my handsMaking art for the massesOut of lines off of your bodyI got the keys to the carYou got the keys to my headYou call it karma, karmaI call it bad luck insteadIs it love?Is it l-l-love?Or are we just craving attention?Is it love?Is it l-l-love?Or do we just want satisfaction?Drugs, fame and money (Is it—?)A spotlight on our subway sceneClub 57 (Is it—?)The city got the best of meDrugs, fame and money (Is it—?)A spotlight on our subway sceneClub 57 (Is it—?)The city took the best of meIs it love?Is it l-l-love?Or am I just craving attention?Is it love?Is it l-l-love?Or do I just want satisfaction?Is it love?Is it l-l-love?Or are we just craving attention?Is it love?Is it l-l-love?Or do we just want satisfaction?Drugs, fame and money, uhClub 57, uhDrugs, fame and money, uhClub 57, uh
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