Intro
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[Verse]
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So you're telling me again about Prospect Street, and I'm wondering just what fortune I'll meet
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You'd never believe it, You know that I just can't see, How wonderful the imagi-nation can be
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But there's something in the back of my mind, Say's it'll all fall into place in time
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But it's a genuine fact of life, That the sun never shines on Prospect Street, on Prospect Street
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You talk about love, Love of the good things, and the problems that the hand of fate brings
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I take a walk to wherever I'm going, and I'm sure you know, That's a long, long way from heaven
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But when I'm listening to the twilight sound, and there's still people up moving around
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You know the sad thing about it is, that I would really love to think it exists - Prospect Street
[Bridge]
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On Prospect Street, Oh on Prospect Street, You better believe in it,
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and you can make any-thing come true, you can take it or leave it,
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When I'm down on Pros-pect Street, oh oohh on Prospect Street ooohh ohhh
[Outro]
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You can have anything, and you can make any-thing come true
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You can take it or leave it, When I'm down on Pros-pect Street, on Pros-pect Street
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You can have anything, any-thing, on Pros-pect Street