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I found my love by the gas works craft
Dreamed a dr eam by the old can al
I Kissed my boy by the factory w all
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a b oy f rom the street at ni ght
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
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N.C. I Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a tra in s et the night on fi re
And I smelled the s pring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I'm gonna m ake a goood sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
And I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town