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Rolling Stones Bright Lights Big City

Bright lights, big city Gone to my baby's head Bright lights, big city Gone to my baby's head I'd tried to tell the woman but she doesn't believe a

[Baby talking] Um hmm...fo sho You can do big thangs when you're a Big Tymer And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga You really ain't got

gotta cease [Hook] [Crayon:] Crime in the city Find in the city Mad dimes in the city Do time for the city Rhyme for the city Crime Inner-cities Longshots