Lyrics:
I was there to take you home When you were drinking all alone At the bar on the corner of 42nd street There were raindrops in your hair And glitter
young and you smell so sweet But you'll age 10 years in 20 days down on 42nd Street" She took me upstairs to a room With cobwebs on the wall She said
On the banks of the Hudson My love and I lay down Just above 42nd Street While the rain was pouring down When I covered her with kisses The sparks
on the banks of the hudson, my love and i lay down just above 42nd street, while the rain was pouring down when i covered her with kisses, the sparks
on the banks of the hudson, my love and i lay down just above 42nd street, while the rain was pouring down when i covered her with kisses, the sparks
decide GREEN: Something I heard RAPPER: And when you want that hip hop, back beat, 42nd Give me something I can hold inside GREEN: Something you said
on the breakfront of life. I'll never forget the first time I found these girls, selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy. The astonishing verbal
Uptown got its hustlers The Bowery got its bums 42nd Street got big Jim Walker He a pool-shootin' son of a gun Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can
Uptown got its hustlers The Bowery got its bums 42nd Street got big Jim Walker He a pool-shootin' son of a gun Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun Yea, he big and dumb as a man can come But he stronger than a country hoss And when
a good grown-up Know that self control And know to keep the peace All that said We’re pulling into 42nd street Gotta get out You wanna get nostalgic with
leave evidence Don't get caught like the 42nd president Open wide i know you swallow kids I like the way you flash your tongue ring when you lick Work
Aye, I be paranoid hear my heart beat Knock that boy down if he start reaching I'm from 42nd Fruitridge Park Heathen Like Lightning McQueen see his
schochkies on the breakfront of life. I'll never forget the first time I found these girls, Selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
bums 42nd Street got Big Jim Walker He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun Yea, he big and dumb as a man can come But he stronger than a country hoss
schochkies on the breakfront of life. I'll never forget the first time I found these girls, Selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
(This is the Uptown 2 Train, 42nd Street Next) (Watch the closing doors) There's a baby girl That I know And she's so fine I meet her everyday
I would say Does your mama know about the way you talk Somewhere in Egypt I'm worth 4 camels A strong healthy girl like me On 42nd Street
this side of town People walk on fleet feetOn the way down 42nd Street Except for the bums, down for the count That one's dead but no one's found out
"Who do you think you're dealing with, some old slut on 42nd street?" [s] "In case you didn't happen notice this, I'm one hell of a gorgeous chick!"
for myself Come on Jesus, come on down Take a good look for yourself Come on down Come on down to Tiananmen Dancing with a tank Down to 42nd Street
cats chasin' you around Me, I'm sittin' on my window seat I watch the ladies down on 42nd street I'm a man of reputation I would never steal your pride
I just touched into town I ain’t been in in a while Same number on the dial Same number I’mma dial yeah I still know my way around and all that 42nd
Makeup for a romance gone Love ain't that easy for some I saw her at the 42nd, I saw her eyes at the 42nd Comin' to me A broken heart in need of shelter
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