Lyrics:
The Rangers had a homecoming
In Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
Over the Jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting
The Rangers had a homecoming
In Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
Over the Jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting
This here's the story about
Dumb, dumb George,
Who came up to Boston
One sunny afternoon.
He drove up from New York City,
And he was freaky,
I was nothin' but a city boy
My trumpet was my only toy
I've been blowin' my horn
Since I knew I was born
But there ain't nobody wants to know
space between us? (This space between us)
Would you step across a party line?
Would you walk into my cold cell?
Can you see me in a different light?
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
Chicago (dancing in the street)
Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
In New York City (dancing in the street)
All we need is music, sweet music
Bring over some of your old Motown records
We'll put the speakers in the window and we'll go
On the roof and listen to the Miracles
Echo to the alley
in the city
There's a whole world waiting out there
Listen
I got plans for us
Playing like a skip on a record
Through my head all night long
beat, def rhyme
Chorus line, bass drum, snare drum, bassline
All of this makes our records rock til the party's end..
.. here we go again!
When we
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
I don't need no introduction
No ad lib on my name, 100 times for nothin'
You already know it's KDot, city of Compton
Analogy is like Biggie
Oakland
Chicago (dancing in the street)
Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
In New York City (dancing in the street)
All we need is music, sweet music
in the city
There's a whole world waiting out there
Listen, I got plans for us, playing like a skip on a record
Through my head all night long
on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called
blocks
Avenue canyons stretch forever
Hand cut panes grooved like a record
Flat bridge
Peer, boat, docks
I'm slipping round the bottom edge [line
didn't know you were keeping count
High infidelity
Put on your records and regret me
I bent the truth too far tonight
I was dancing around, dancing
on the line
Layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, right on the line
Just layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin'
in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
Of the New York City
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swingin', swayin'
Chicago
Down in New Orleans in New York City
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swinging and swaying
And records
Before they go and write my eulogy
Come make this place new to me by
Christening the city of angels (angels)
Show it to me from every angle (angle)
I
floozy (Push 'em, shove 'em)
All kinda crazys (Left for lover)
Hair line choosy
New York Jets, old Jock, wide in the city
Locker room lady, drive me
Chorus line, bass drum, snare drum, bassline
All of this makes our records rock til the party's end
Here we go again!
When we first came out, we had
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