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Walking alone, along the board Walking Brighton The Sun is high and so am I, I feel enlightened Mother Nature's taking care of me Rocks me gently, naturally Seems like the sea was put there Just for me Running upon the beaches of my childhood I should have stayed forever, if only I could Coney Island on a Sunday night Rollercoaster rides, neon lights Me and my Brighton, baby, used to do alright . . . . . . La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da . . . . . . La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da Comes a time when eventually I'll have to leave here, permanently Now that old Brighton has become A part of me . . . . . . La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da Letras de canciones. . . . . . La-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-ran-da-a-da Comes a time when eventually I'll have to leave here, permanently Now that old Brighton has become a part of me Now that old Brighton... has become... a part... of me (Thanks to Luigi Biagioni for these lyrics) From Letras Mania