dry (I don't wanna cry again...) ...So I read to myself A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons On the front page A black and white picture of Manhattan
If I could open my arms And span the length of the isle of Manhattan, I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the East River and Hudson And if
If you want me to I'll stay just where I am But I promise just to follow when I land And you can take my word for that You are my Manhattan from the
Поиграй со мною в прятки, я люблю Разгадывать загадки, по-другому не могу Поиграй со мною в прятки, не робей, Разгадывать загадки вместе будет веселей
У тебя столько фанаток, но ты скучаешь по любви, Ни одной тебе не надо, Знаешь, что их слова пусты. Говоришь, все твои песни против фальшивой красоты
sentenced me to twenty years of boredom For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them First we take Manhattan
I like to dance all night, summons the day But that's how I play, yeah that's how I play I said who are you? Don't matter who you are So we dance all
, we'll save our fares I've a cozy little flat in what is known as Old Manhattan We'll settle down right here in town We'll take Manhattan The Bronx
Loving you so I was too blind to see you Letting me go But now that you've set me free It's gonna take a miracle Yes, it's gonna take a miracle To make
Twenty-seven times I paint the city in lights, now I changed my mind I was living fast, now I'm running on empty And I feel, yeah, I feel You're gonna
If you ever, plan to motor west Travel my way, take the highway that's the best Get your kicks on Route 66 It winds from Chicago to L.A. More than two
Livin' in the middle 'n relaxin' while y' loosen only a little Means y'gotta figure out a way y'oughtta' go 'N steady movin' on ahead're anywhere y'kharma
Rope swingers and runners Are you ready? Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle
Ray's rock house, that's my joint House of soul, git my point We don't care what's your dues Come in here, lose yo' blues When trouble comes a-knockin
Shakey Davey's got a twelve guage in his hand It's sawed off to the limit, he's got a vague plan There's this liquor store on Madison There's another
Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong, baby And you'll be sorry some day
Imagine a time when it all began In the dying days of the war A weapon that would settle the score Whoever found it first Would be sure to do their worst