Lyrics:
me bro you don't want smoke
Now imma cop me a mansion
Meet up with her in Manhattan
Music was blasting
Pullin up on me what's happening
Shooters be
to the beginning
17 in my first car
Alex Roach burned Fast Times for me
The first track was the best by far
And after all these years
Some things stay the same
She's
another night in New York
Yo The Bronx is not Brooklyn
Brooklyn aint Manhattan
Manhattan aint Queens
Queens is not Statin
Long island still strong
a rich a man of prophecy
given to him by his majesty
to go throughout the world to make his music
into a painting, Globally
with a message, so plane
Manhattan
We'll have Manhattan
The Bronx and Staten Island too
It's lovely going through the zoo
It's very fancy
On old Delancy Street, you know
New York Walkabout - Words and music by Spyder Darling
Dawn breaks in the afternoon and she looks pretty pale
Beauty with her sterling spoon,
tender kiss
Always thinking how I miss
My happiness
A million years it seems
Have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again
tender kiss
Always thinking how I miss
My happiness
A million years it seems
Have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again
I can feel the world spinning 'round
Do you feel it? (oh yeah)
Before every day comes a night
But if you're blinded by the light
You can't see
the wild Atlantic by steam boys, by steam
But Captain Roberts he was brave, he liberated many slaves
Chased them slavers round the sea, he was brave he had
free...
I know freedom is won
By the barrel of gun
I've seen cultures clash in my rearview mirror
While battling what's in the windshield of life
I
happy when happiness arrives
When knocking at the door
Open up
Don't turn your back when happiness arrives
You may be high or low
Open up
Your coolest
(I hope someday we'll find out)
(What happiness means)
(I hope someday we'll find out)
(What happiness means)
(I hope someday we'll find out)
I'm riding on a see-saw
No easy by-way
Mustn't let the day go
Wasting on the highway of life
All my life
I'm feeling unclean
My stomach is
said
Let him bring you happiness, happiness
It's hard to come by, I confess
I'm better at this than happiness,
If you find it, share it with the rest
While away while someone counts the minutes
Happiness, Missouri, I got to get your mind off
By the way, I told you we were in this
Happiness
shit
HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and homo R&B
I ain't payin for that Allure shit
Walkin by Bloomingdales
runs as deep as hell
But every morning when I wake I tell myself
Don't be fooled by your emptiness,
There's so much more room for happiness
Don't be
I don't care baby by the way
Huh, because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof
Because I'm happy
Clap along if you feel like
Manhattan Cowgirl
© Sandy Rapp 2001
For Blanche Wiesen Cook
Born in the Bronx in '41, her daddy was a union man.
She's down at Barns & Noble
loony
Back to my home where it's you, me
Moms, pops, my chick and her bomb booty
How you gonna say ain't no mountains in Manhattan?
When I been
left a notebook for you by the door
Please write when you can peace & Happiness
Peace & Happiness peace & Happiness
Peace & Happiness peace & Happiness
Happiness so hard to come by
So good while it lasts
Some people say
That it ain't worth pursuing
'Cause it's always moving too fast
Still I wonder
if the world don't feel like turning
And the sun just wants to hide
All the stars come out to remind me
With the universe by my side
Because all
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