Jody, what you been doing?
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It's been a long, long time
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Since we went dancing in the schoolyard,
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With your breasts like bleeding limes
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Jody, are you still hanging with that latin?
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With rabbit fur inside his wheels?
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With his Gilbert Roland piece,
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And his glove department deals
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Uptown, we watched the debutantes skating
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Across the reservoir ice
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Dressed in tweed and leather flags . . .
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And you whispered six words twice
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Jody, look what time has done
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To people who live on the run
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Jody, look what time has done
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Jody, I spent years living at the movies
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I really hated you awhile
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I wrote so many incantations
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Lord, I had to keep a file . . . you said
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"Uptown . . ." and I said, "Downtown."
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Downtown the rooftops are wide
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I was sinking in the tar, I screamed,
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"This City is on my side"
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Jody, go to any window;
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Raise your eyes up to the sky . . .
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Is that our destiny of yesterday
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Or just a vault of lies?
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But jody, look what time has done
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To people who live on the run
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Jody, look what time has done
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Jody, all the lay-down promises
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They were just a trading of scars
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But I remember the wild nights;
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Hey, we changed mountains into stars
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Uptown, the buildings are syringes
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They're all just glass and dreams
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One thing about Manhattan, it's always
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Just what it seems
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But Jody,
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Remember the part
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And how we entered at the zoo
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That's when I told you that the cheetah
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Walked as fine as you
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But jody, look what time has done
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To people who live on the run
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Jody, look what time has done
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Jody
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| Jim Carroll |
