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When I was young, I was told that there was a city Made out of gold, solid gold And now I'm askin' you Do you think those stories are true? And if you say that you do Would you like to go and look for the city with me? Sometimes I feel that it's got to be real about the city That's made out of gold, solid gold And now I'm askin' you Do you think those stories are true? And if you say that you do Would you like to go and look for the city with me? I believe there's a city way up in the sky It's made out of solid gold, invisible to the eye Ooh, don't ask me why, I believe what I believe, ooh When I was young, I was told that there was a city Made out of gold, solid gold And now I'm askin' you Do you think those stories are true? And if you say that you do Would you like to go and look for the city with me? |