Mark Olson - Saturday Morning On Sunday Street lyrics

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Mark Olson - Saturday Morning On Sunday Street lyrics

Stole my dreams, stole my dreams, stole my dreams Sold the shoes, sold the shoes, sold the shoes If you're gonna live in Memphis No idea who you're talking to Steal your god, steal your god, steal your god Sell your news, sell your news, sell your news New friends walk beside the road It's just the idea what some people will do I've been walking in circles A new start in a new place to live Saturday morning on Sunday street How I long to be there Making out, making out, making out Door to door, door to door, door to door Are we going to find each other In this great big dark of night? I've been walking in circles A new start and a new place to live Saturday morning on Sunday street How I long to be there Where'd you go? You've gone, you've gone your way Slip or trip you'll never walk away Never walk away Stole my dreams, stole my dreams, stole my dreams Sold the shoes, sold the shoes, sold the shoes My old friends lie beside the road Life is a complete part of them I've been walking in circles A new start and new place to live Saturday morning on Sunday street How I long to be there