Billy he's down by the railroad tracks
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Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
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Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
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As she falls so softly beneath him
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Jackie's heels are stacked
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Billy's got cleats on his boots
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Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot
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It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute
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It's a mad dog's promenade
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So walk tall or baby don't walk at all
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Fish lady, oh fish lady
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She baits them tenement walls
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She won't take corner boys
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They ain't got no money
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And they're so easy
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I said "Hey, baby
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Won't you take my hand
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Walk with me down Broadway
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Well mama take my arm and?move with me down Broadway"
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I'm a young man, I talk it real loud
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Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you
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Ah so shake it away
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So shake away your street life
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Shake away your city life
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Hook up to the train
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And hook up to the night train
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Hook it up
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Hook up to the train
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But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
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Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
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Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
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Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
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She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down
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And when she turns this boy'll be gone
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So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on, walk on
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Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade
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Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
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Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy
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Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy
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Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
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Listen to your junk man
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Listen to your junk man
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Listen to your junk man
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He's singin', he's singin', he's singin'
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All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley
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He's singin', singin', singin', singin'
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New York City Serenade
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Bruce Springsteen |