Lyrics:
Hear the chimes, did you know that the wind when it blows
It is older than Rome and all of this sorrow
See the new Pyramids down in old Manhattan
of a lifetime to see new horizons
On the front page
A black and white picture
Of Manhattan Skyline
Manhattan
System old school, play 'em and had 'em
We makin' it happen, oh yeah
[Chorus:]
Turn this off for a minute
We can do bigger things if you
smile, wisecracking style,
Batten down in Manhattan town and ransack a while,
Let's let our feelings fall as they may,
Make this hour, our someday,
City in September
Took the train out of Manhattan to the Grand Army stop
Found that bench we'd sat together on a thousand years ago
When I felt such
a banzai fly into Manhattan clam
No hands, pissing off the ferry
Mission-ready
The flesh and blood are present
While the rest is vision-questing
Plugged in,
Tengo una novia en manhattan
Que me habla solo en inglés
Y aun que no le entiendo nada
Me dice singing again
Y yo le canto flamenquito al oído
Y la
he dreams of a traffic jam
in Manhattan
below the city in a subway car
she feels just
(ooh)
Chanelly the fit, she real bad (real bad)
Trap house, then to Manhattan
V12 engine, big cannon
She twerk while her Patek is dancin'
She model
done away by the crossing hands
We'll heading for Poland or limbo or Lower Manhattan
Find myself running around
I don't know what it is
To get me
we may think of that
From Syria to Manhattan
Let every child be adored
of the taxis
The daffodils who entertain
At Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night
It's early in the morning
Manhattan babies don't
handle any situation
I want love to love me back
A sky full of winter stars light up the streets of Manhattan
Wrapping linen in empty curls
handle any situation
I want love to love me back
A sky full of winter stars light up the streets of Manhattan
Wrapping linen in empty curls
are a Sunday afternoon
With nothing to do
You are Manhattan in June
As the population's wearing next to nothing.
So cut me up, Jenny
Well, cut me
to N-Y-C on faith, im thinking to myself my Lord is that safe?
Uncle Swac gave me a pistol and I left the next day
Homies in Manhattan till I met Mrs.
part sucks to have to keep goin' back in on her
When she knows that I been on her
Since Back in the days in Manhattan after the matinée
When she just
life's mad pattern
As we view old Manhattan
Then we can thank our lucky stars
That we're living as we are.
In our little penthouse we'll always
demons
Future hanging in the balance
Plan a caper on a napkin
Trading slang into the evening
Drive a tank around Manhattan
What a world, what a world
Hey, hey hey i got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's hatnin'?
You and your ass invited
So gon' and get to clappin'
So pop it for a player pop,
reading the Daily News
Others singing Manhattan Blues
See my boy it's New York
It's New York you can see so many buildings
See my boy it's New York
Look,
Manhattan-Bar
An unserem Durchdreh-Lebensstil verrecken
Du wärst sie gewesen
Die Frau, zu der ich mich bekenn'
Mit der ich durch ein ganzes Leben renn'
Es
Yeti
Bevor der wieder auftaut
Und außerdem mit meinen Rock'n'Roll-Komplizen
Immer wieder müde Menschen wecken
Bevor wir dann in einer Manhattan
it sound?
I got apes and hounds, he just pace around
And I'll lace you down, but I'm lookin' for
A Manhattan ho or a Brooklyn whore
A Bronx
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