everytime i try to make sense of new york city
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i always give up
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I can't get enough of some peace and quiet
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somewhere down in soho
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a woman with four pockets has eyes on his cash
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this may be the last one she sees tonight
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should i let him know or leave it up to someone else
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she's take all his dough guess I'll leave it up to someone else
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oh, my wife thinks I'm crazy
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these people upstairs shout disco, disco all day
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I hate disco I say at the top of my lungs
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a polka dot bikini, a girl that smiles at dinner is all this world needs
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not the crime and the greed it sells
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should i let them know or leave it up to someone else
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you never really know guess i'll leave it up to someone else
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aww, living in the land of abe lincoln
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living in the land of abe lincoln
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Lois she's got problems her casanova husband is out on the sly
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i should know I'm the guy who fixed him up
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but little does he know she's the daughter of a gangster
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who runs this whole town
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she'll be sixteen, he'll be underground but Lois paid me well
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should i let him know or leave it up to someone else, i don't know
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you never really know guess I'll leave it up to someone else, yeah
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oh, should I let him know or leave it up to someone else
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you never really know guess I leave it up to someone else
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do do doo, do do doo do doo
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should I let him know or leave it up to someone else...
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Living In The Land Of Abe Lincoln
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| Stephen Bishop |
