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are not convincin' When Detroit blocks stay flocked with henchman Niggas get popped for instance, infrared dot for distance Get knocked by the cops,
living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, The Daily News It comes down to reality
To tell the world I love you in letters eight miles high And then I'll go to Russia to paint the Kremlin blue To paint the world by numbers is all I want
The black is by the fire The lights are on the tree Elvis sings Blue Christmas for you and me Everything is perfect The candles have it glow The only
a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York
a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York
the heat in the Hamptons With my baby by my side And I want to climb up a mountain See the Gilboa skies Find peace in the Catskills Catching a New York
spiked out, I can trip a referee, Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… In New York, Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, Theres
New York big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite Live from New York it's Saturday Nite Live from New York it's Saturday Nite Live from New York it's Saturday
Murder And them somebody gonna get stomped out by a nigga that's wearing Timbs New York was killing me New York was killing me New York was killing
I dreamed of Judy Garland and of her bottled blues Resting in a dressing room, shaking star dust from her shoes She spoke of her beginnings
With blond hair, blue eyes, the whole shabang I know one thing, police wouldn't always be watching me Pull me over for nothing, constantly jockin' me
York, big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from outta town But I'm down by law,
Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I stare at you Summertime, East Side, New York City It's too hot to sleep
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones Yes indeed he was; Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good Some people knew him by the Bean
a New York state of mind It was so easy living day by day Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York
either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana 38-snub, blue steel with no hammer And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
You might have seen one out in Minnesota Or maybe down by the sea in Sarasota But they were made back in Worcester Mass Of aluminum and bakalite
Written by: blue/smith Oh yeah, yeah, yeah It's hot and dusty Getting old and rusty And I'm not talking about my car Torn and tattered Bruised
neon signs And these bottles of wine That make me feel blue But nothing Hurts me more Then you I wish I could just Say fuck it, pack it up Leave the town
my shoes But I see I’m not the only one Feelin’ the blues Wall to wall, block by block Every inch of my space run by the clock My world is crashin’ in
The cadillac stood by the house And the yanks they were within And the tinker boys they hissed advice 'Hot-wire her with a pin' Then we turned
by your clear blue eyes Your a sailor man Oh sailor man From polar land Oh sailor man Come take my hand Oh sailor man Take me along
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