Maestro of 47th Street
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Walkin along on a sunny city day I see a woman up ahead with a magical sway Whatta pretty shimmy when she walks like that That's a lotta prime without an ounce of fat Watching it wiggle and jiggle and shake Like Jello pudding on an ice cream cake I'm mesmerized, can't believe my eyes What's rockin and rollin on top of those thighs Up and down and side to side Like a bronco-busting rodeo ride It's the motion of the ocean but I'm not getting sick I'm not even dizzy, is this some kind of trick It's wearing me down, it's taking a toll But don't let it stop, just roll tide roll I can't make sense, I'm only mortal Her backside's the eighth wonder of the world Everyone behind her is shaking to her beat She just became maestro of 47th street Like a pendulum tick-tockin in my brain What she's doing to me is hard to explain Don't really care if I'm making a scene I'm a zombie now in a dance routine Everyone behind her is shaking to her beat She just became maestro of 47th street I start to salivate, swaying to her hips If that's the appetizer, I'd like some chips How can this be, it doesn't even sag That's 30 pounds of ham in a 10-pound bag I wouldn't care if she had clubfeet She comes with two scoops of an ice cream treat It's leaning, careening but keeps on groovin It's swaying, playing but keeps on movin Like a double-decker bus when it's turning the corner Can her body work like that I better go and warn her I know you don't believe me all you cynics and you critics But her body's violating all the principles of physics And who's the maker of the skirt she's wearing It deserves an award for textile engineering I wish today was my day Cause I'd like to put a candle in that birthday cake Everyone behind her is shaking to her beat She just became maestro of 47th street Like a pendulum tick-tocking in my brain What she's doing to me is hard to explain Don't really care if I'm making a scene I'm a zombie now in a dance routine Everyone behind her is shaking to her beat She just became maestro of 47th street She has a silhouette I'll never surpass And I would always have a place to set my glass I know I never met you, but girl, be my wife I will have your back for the rest of my life Now she's getting in a car, he's kissing her hello Where in the world did my life just go It's a crisis; without her, I'll be dead Wait a minute, damn, who's that girl up ahead
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