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Hold Your horses

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Letra (lyrics)

And it hardly looked like a novel at all, I hardly look like a hero at allAnd I'm sorry, you didn't publish thisAnd you were white as snow; I was white as a sheetWhen you came down in this black dressIn your mom's black maternity dressAnd so, Though it hardly looked like a novel at all, And the city treats me, it treats me to youAnd a cup of coffee for youI should learn it's language and speak it to you

And 70 million should be in the knowAnd 70 million don't go out at allAnd 70 million wouldn't walk this streetAnd 70 million would run to a holeAnd 70 million would be wrong wrong wrongAnd 70 million never see it at allAnd 70 million haven't tasted snow

And we dance dance dance like the children danceImply thought are we taking the chance?With the light still on, and will we ever reach the towerAnd after you came down in this black dressI don't know what took so very longAnd this, And this isn't a war, we don't have to rationNow wave white flag, and you kept it at homeAnd words I wrote from a foreign landYou're holding my no longer foreign hand

And 70 million should be in the knowAnd 70 million don't go out at allAnd 70 million wouldn't walk this streetAnd 70 million would run to a holeAnd 70 million would be wrong wrong wrongAnd 70 million never see it at allAnd 70 million haven't tasted snow