Life
on
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When
I was little
boy, I rememba a place
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Where
the sun would tan your skin, soft breeze inna face
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Half
the year de sun would shine and de odda half it rain hard
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Hibiscus
bush was your front hedge, the jungle was your back
yard
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An
people wonda how I live in a place so great
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That
was life on
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Everyday
afta school at de Shell gas station you’s find
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A line of friends drinkin’ soda Mil, making joke and eating pork rind.
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Then
to Sosa hill we would go on a skateboard and a bike
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C G D
Ride
down fast and have no fear, cuz a cut and scrape was alright.
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And
life was good, my friends and I agreed
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G
Dat
was life on
G
C G D
An
we used to sing Way-oh, Dats where we meet
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Way-oh
cut off shorts and barefeet
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Raspados
roseapples yeah man, dats what we eat.
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Dat
was life on
I
rememba my reaction when round came the Paleta Man
And
down the street we would run a race, twenty cents inna hand
His
bell ringin’ everybody singin’ Guineo, coco, pina,
Tamarindo
eskimo pie, limon, and maracuya.
An’
I look back on a life that taste so sweet
Dat
was life on
And
der was nothing more exciting den cayuco race or a carnaval water fight
Kick
de can, Ringoleveeo on a warm dry season night.
As
I look back der was no betta place, no betta place for a kid.
Cuz
where else in de entire world, could you do what we did?
An’I
know dat was the only place for me
Dat
was life on
G
C G D
An
we used to sing Way-oh, Dats where we meet
C G D
Way-oh
cut off shorts and barefeet
C G D
Raspados
roseapples yeah man, dats what we eat.
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Dat
was life on Mango street.
Me don’t want to live in de states so please
take me back.
People
up here dem is too fast pace MTV and pink cadillac
Dey
don’t understand de goal in life is have fun
Climb
mango trees and race de rain, screamin’ top of you lungs
An
if I hurry back, I won’t miss a beat,
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G D
An
we used to sing Way-oh, Dats where we meet
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Way-oh
cut off shorts and barefeet
C G D
Raspados
roseapples yeah man, dats what we eat.
C D G G/F#
Dat
was life on Mango street.
I
wan to go Home, Dat was life on Mango
street,
Take
me to da Zone, Dat was life on Mango street
One more time sing
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Way-oh,
Dats where we meet
C G D
Way-oh
cut off shorts and barefeet
C G D
Raspados
roseapples yeah man, dats what we eat.
C D G
Dat was life on Mango street.