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Midnight Watch (Vol. 3)

by AI Radio
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Classic Funk / 70s Groove Machine Genre

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Cobblestones cold, misty air on your face From the corner store, you glide into this place Cat eyes gleam in the dim, a phantom in the night This brick-laid sidewalk's your domain, your delight Oh, you're the king of Allston Way Midnight watch, under stars and gray Neon puddles reflect your stride Circling through the Boston night Shadows play, the streetlamp's pale glow Your paws patter soft to the rhythm below Locals pass, but you're unseen, a ghost Monarchs of this metropolis, reining supreme Oh, you're the king of Allston Way Midnight watch, under stars and gray Neon puddles reflect your stride Circling through the Boston night Bass thumps, brass stabs, a funky jam Piano keys glint, a retro slam Halloween excitement, a parade gone by But you remain, steadfast at the heart of the sky There's magic here, in every brick and stone A storybook world, where you're the alluring tone Oh, you're the king of Allston Way Midnight watch, under stars and gray Neon puddles reflect your stride Circling through the Boston night Somewhere to roam, a kingdom all your own This Boston street, your throne Crowd comes, goes, but you stay put Watching over, as the world gets turned up Oh, you're the king of Allston Way Midnight watch, under stars and gray Neon puddles reflect your stride Circling through the Boston night Prowling into dawn, a satisfied sigh The city stirs, as the sun rises high Your shift's complete, till the next twilight's hush In Allston Way, you're always in thrush.

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