The City

The city keeps on going, on. Float down the river with my Iddy and Jay ? Get off the boat and board a plan to J-K-F and I, ain't slept a week But it don't seem to matter to the subway squeakers, squeak (and squeak) The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling, on. Grand Central Station and got wind they're coming on And the goodness yesterday ? No one round oh and I still recognize her After all these years and she still looks the same Ah, she still looks the same. Oh and we end up in Brooklyn It was rainin' so hard Come up all day And the rain to clear it off, Oh we're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mormons ? And when the girl's kissing my face, my face She was just kissing my face And again, again Just when I was sick and lonely, There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train Just when I was sick and lonely, There was a shaking on the ground Were were hiding from the rain Were were riding on the train. She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just waving goodbye.