Lyrics:
July?
Sweet pushcarts gently
Gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy
Street
In July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy.
We'll turn Manhattan
Into
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
carts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wond'rous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We'll go to Yonkers
carts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wond'rous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We'll go to Yonkers
but we got the world in our hands
On this sweet little street that's heading straight for the sand
It starts on Manhattan Beach Boulevard
Oh you know
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
We'll go
Bronx, nigga (come on)
Manhattan (come on)
To each and every hood, what's happenin'? (Come on)
Yeah, real talk, nigga, come on, Bus'
Ayo, Meth, let
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
You can tell by my Mañana
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
And not Havana
Though I does the rhumba for yas
And I call myself
Dr.Manhattan I need a crib on Mars
Because I need some space, instead I'm on your case
Savouring sweet and sour your abcs
We're only human but for now I feel
up my feet
I'm looking out my window thinkin' Gee, my life is sweet
Hell's kitchen looks like heaven in the snow by now you know, I know that
I dig
stop to run this race
Ahh if you keep this pace
All things are possible by His grace
So I go down on my knees
Talk to my father
Head to the booth
Record
High above Manhattan town
What floats and has a shape like that
Fans like us who watch the skies
We know it's Morph the Cat
Gliding like a big
not have a whole lotta money but your words are like more, I want that
Sweet talk, I love your sweet talk
So tell me one more time, you've never known
Haven't met you
But I know you
Gotta love you bad
Sweet talk to me
Yeah I know how you do that, yeah
Haven't met you
But I know you
Gotta love you
I think about it involuntarily
All of the time
You know, like Dr. Manhattan
Throwing up a hissy fit
A walking, talking nuclear nihilist
Or a, you
that's the way it goes
Talk talk, talk and talk
Talk talk, sweet talk
Talk talk, tough talk
Talk talk, dirty talk
Talk talk, walk and talk
Talk
This is a Manhattan bound
Local train
The next stop is
Yeah
Woah oh oh oh, yeah
Um, so this is like about a girl
Um, see how sweet she is
This is
the pile
I'm crazy on the low, but I go places though
I always do a show so you know I got dough
Girls try to sweet talk, but bullshit walk
For those who
Any nigga threatening P, you bugging
I got a thousand soldier, we dumbing
Catch P all by hisself, I got something
Then puncture your flesh my blade,
York Walkabout
Some things you just donu0027t talk about
Just a New York walkabout
Just a New York Walkabout
Manhattan sheu0027s got such a pout
Just
the common
Just to watch them talk
Take Philip Schuyler, the man is loaded
Uh-oh, but little does he know that his daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza
Sneak
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
You and your ass invited
So go on and get to clappin'
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