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Broadway Yeah You Yeah You

me save you Listen to you Let me save you Listen to you No one will ever know you're gone Where are you now? Swear on my life, I will find you somehow

Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on, come on) In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh There's nothing you can't do, now you

wanna be a producer And sleep until half-past two I wanna be a producer And say, "You, you, you, not you" I wanna be a producer Wear a tux on opening

Put your lighters in the air, everybody say Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made, oh There's nothing you can't do Now you

you be my love, my love. Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine Could you be my love, my love. Would you be my American Boy? American

be surfing on the internet Yeah, the twentieth century was a heck of a show We all had our fifteen minutes, don't you know Assembly lines, celebrities, the spotlight shined on you

a Broadway show Ah, just give me a part that's got laughter and tears And I'll feel like Yul Brenner for the next thousand years Ah, Broadway, Broadway Broadway

you what you need Lemme talk to you See I knew you was a dime when I met you on Broadway Told you, you was fly, you said, that's what they all say I

't receive you Well, turn yourself around and come on home Yeah, come on home Baby, baby, baby, baby come on home Yeah, come on home, yeah, come on home Yeah