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Off the wall the streets you go
The little girl don’t find her name
? ? ? down roads to homes
Where everybody find their game
Just behind the street she goes
She’ll be found behind her wheel
’cause it’s the only place she knows
That makes her know just how she feels
’cause you’re biggest thing
That I see
You got me where you want me
You hunt me down you hold me
And beg me to believe
All too fast to where she goes
But who’ll be first to find her name
Holding on in hollywood
But holding on don’t make the grade
Just about ? ? ? it’s alright
? ? ? find
This holidays not hollywood
And holidays don’t suit my game
Repeat chorus
Holidays and harlem(? ) nights
Where everybody find their way
? ? ? things they write
And makes you wanna find your place
Repeat chorus twice
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