Paroles: Nena. The Stripes. Leaving The Suburbs.

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Driving down the street in a limousine
We got to do a show tonight
The rain draws crazy circles on the screen
And I?m watching neon lights

And I don?t know where I?m going to
And I don?t know is it really true
And what would happen to me

Leaving the suburbs, we?re gonna leave it all behind

Aint got my glass, it?s on my bed
And I got any image on TV
Calling room service in the night
I look into the mirror, is it really me?
Is it really me?