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Dancing In The Dark

If you read this, Bruce Springsteen i wanna tell what an amazing voice you have, what an amazing band, what an amazing musician carrier you have. 

Cheer´s to Bruce Springsteen. To his family. Father, Mother, Brothers and Sisters. And to your Friends. 

CHEER´S TO THE MUSIC

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 I get up in the evening And I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place

 I check my look in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man, I ain't getting nowhere 

I'm just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere Baby, I just know that there is You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark You sit around getting older There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders Come on, baby, the laugh's on me Stay on the streets of this town And they'll be carving you up all right They say you gotta stay hungry Hey, baby, I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction Come on now, baby, gimme just one look You can't start a fire Sitting 'round crying over a broken heart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark 

You can't start a fire Worrying about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark

 Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Even if we're just dancing in the dark Hey, baby

 Born in the U.S.A

Born down in a dead man's town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground You end up like a dog that's been beat too much 'Til you spend half your life just coverin' up Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A Born in the U.S.A Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says, "Son if it was up to me" Went down to see my V.A. man He said, 

"Son, don't you understand" I had a brother at Khe Sanh Fighting off the Viet Cong They're still there, he's all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms

 now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery

 I'm ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go 

Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A. now Born in the U.S.A

 I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. now Born in the U.S.A Born in the 

U.S.A Born in the U.S.A I'm a cool rockin' Daddy in the U.S.A. now

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