When this old world starts a getting me down
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And people are just too much for me to face
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I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs
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And all my cares just drift right into space
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On the roof, it's peaceful as can be
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And there the world below don't bother me, no, no
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So when I come home feeling tired and beat
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I'll go up where the air is fresh and sweet
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I'll get far away from the hustling crowd
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And all the rat-race noise down in the street
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On the roof, that's the only place I know
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-- Look at the city, baby
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Where you just have to wish to make it so
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-- Let's go up on the roof
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And at night the stars they put on a show for free
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And, darling, you can share it all with me
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That's what I said
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Keep on telling you
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That right smack dab in the middle of town
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I found a paradise that's troubleproof
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And if this old world starts a getting you down
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There's room enough for two
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Up on the roof...
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