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the gates of St. Mary's, there were horses in Olympia
And a trolley bus in Fulham Broadway
The lions and the tigers in Regents Park
Couldn't pay their way
Have you seen the well to do
Up and down Park Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
the ladies myself, I decided to park Old Paint and change my socks -- from him to me.
(I find that extremely offensive!) So did Old Paint.
But there were no
in the park
And having a heart
To get 'em up if it was beef
Head up like G's, take it out in the street
Hold ya own was the code that I growed
a prizefight, that isn't a fake (no fakes)
I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake
She goes to Opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
leaves
Green as spearmint
Crisp as paper
I remember trees
Bare as coat racks, spread like broken umbrellas
And parks and bridges, ponds and zoos
can park or not
'Cause I circle like vultures, la costa nostra
What's yo name, what's yo number and ya culture
You need nuts in yo face like a poster
kiss then I continue again
Walkin' my baby back home
She's afraid of the dark so I have to park
Outside of her door till it's light
She says if I try
Single pigeon through the railing
Did she throw you out
Sunday morning fight about Saturday night
Single seagull gliding over
Regent's park
got it all locked up inside
And if you beat 'em enough, they'll die
It's like a walk in the park from a cell
Now you're keeping your own kind in hell
through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now
I never made love by lantern-shine
I never
see her on the corner
Do I park and still wait for her
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, yes I do
Each and every day of the year
Never get around any more
better when you're not alone
Come on walk through that sleepy city
I said in the night it looks so pretty
I'm tired of walkin' that park on my own
How many days will the wet weather last?
I want know will the clouds
When they roll back
Reveal a man in an old mac
Living on a park bench
Sneakin' in at four am after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off
From the South
the pigeons in the park
Good for the weekly tea
Good for the national bank where they keep their treasury
We're the ladies aid society
And we're really
I remember it like it was yesterday
Snow in the park and skaters on the ice
Long black cars standing side-by-side
Loading up the boys at night
to get away, but I couldn't get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
you're a tiger girl the way you're scratchin? me
I'm a lion in this jungle I'm a king
Girl, I got you so wet, it's like a rain forest
Like Jurassic Park
out into the country
And find a place to park
'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like
the park for me
Need ya to hit a home run boy
Want me come and whisper in your ear
All the things you love to hear
I wanna come play nice with you
Cause
Hit Arroyo Park, we had tapes for sale
Got a paper bag full of that, can't you tell
It's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch,
above
Seal all my windows up with tin
So the love bug can't get in
I'm gonna park my romance right alone the curb
Hang a sign upon my heart
"Please
the pigeons in the park
Good for the weekly tea
Good for the national bank where they keep their treasury
We're the ladies aid society
And we're really
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