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We grew up here,

We know it like the back of our hands,

On this street, great memories were made.


Oh yeah, great friends were made on this street,

The boys gathered at one end,

and the girls on another.

Then the games begun.


Sad to say,

There were some bad memories were made here as well.

How I long to forget them,

Yet their ugly heads rare up so hard.


The friends we lost to reckless drivers,

The friends that were raped by those we thought were our heroes,

The friends that passed on due to one sickness or another.

Your memories are imprinted in our minds.


On this street,

Our lives were shaped,

On this street,

relationships were made and destroyed,

On this street,

Yes, on this street


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