Lyrics:
Remember how I'd fly to you?
And I can't talk to you when you're like this
Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town
I'm New York City
I
Robin said "Oh mama please,
I'm begging you down on bended knees
I want to go down, want to jump and shout
Down on the corner where the cats hang out
Forty hours got me goin' out my mind
Dallas dropped another game in overtime
Caught a ticket speeding down the 65
Don't know where I'm goin'
And I'll try not to sing out of key
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with
grown
And it gets stronger (Stronger) in every way
And it gets deeper (Deeper) every day
And it gets higher (Higher) day by day
Oh
Do I love you
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' the first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by
you're down and out
Oh every one knows
That I'm just second hand rose
From second avenue
Ya can't beat the egg-creams
From second avenue
There is
time, I mean it (I mean that shit)
You know I got a good heart, yo, you seen it
Look at all the niggas I look out for and people I'm feedin' (know how I
grown
And it gets stronger in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher, day by day
Do I love you? My, oh, my
River deep,
banquette in the back
We'll make it yet, we'll somehow get to Santa Fe
But you'd miss New York before you could unpack (Santa Fe)
Mark, Roger, anyone?
And it gets stronger in every way
And it gets deeper let me say
And it gets higher day by day
Do I love you my oh my
River deep mountain high yeah yeah
prefer man
Comment man if you feel the same
I'm Robin Gan Robin Gan Robin Gan Robin Gan
This is the drill of math
This is the math drill, This is the math
grown
And it gets stronger in every way
And it gets deeper, let me say
And it gets higher day by day
Do I love you, my oh my? Oh baby
River deep,
he starts throbbin' his old sweet song
Wake up, wake up you sleepy head
Get up, get out of your bed
Cheer up, cheer up the sun is red
Live,
up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
How will you make it if you
really been in a club
Still live with my parents
But I'm still a thug
I'm so gangsta you can find me baking cookies at night
You out clubbing, well I
and Bonnevilles
Chevrolets and Coupe De Villes
If you ain't got no rims nigga don't get no wood grain
Steerin' wheel for real (real), you can go on chill out
Workin' too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack)
You oughta know by now (oughta know)
Who needs a house out in Hackensack
Is that what you get with
gotta curse
Out anybody gettin' on my nerves
You get beat, ganked, broke and served
So you know who I am
And if you don't like it, I really don't give
and Bonnevilles
Chevrolets and Coupe De Villes
If you ain't got no rims nigga don't get no wood grain
Steerin' wheel for real (real), you can go on chill out
day
Get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
For you're gonna need
You're gonna need
Your loving daddy's help someday
Well,
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down, I'm blue
As I sit by the fire
Of your warm desire
I've got the blues for
grown
And it gets stronger stronger in every way yeah
And it gets deeper deeper everyday
And it gets higher higher day by day
Do I love you, my,
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down, I'm blue
As I sit by the fire
Of your warm desire
I've got the blues for
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