you, you're in London And you, you're still in love Fuck this, I'ma go out walking Rent a bike and make a few laps In Central Park in the dark Love
What?s troubling Gus? You sound demented Is it because someone talked and she told me? He no longer thinks anything that moves And everything he sees
Came dancing across the water His galleons and guns Looking for the new world Palace in the sun On the shore lay Montezuma His coca leaves and pearls
the 4th floor up, it's like a living hell New York's finest rounding up the bums, the firemen get no rest And ambulances signal death on Central Park
Well, I never kept a dollar past sunset Always burned a hole in my pants Never get to school mama happy baby But always blew a second chance I need a
In the white room with black curtains by the station Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark
The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they're trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse But the town has
Rock on, gold dust woman Take your silver spoon and dig your grave, yeah Well, it's a heartless challenge You pick your path and then you pray You wake
'm drinking beer illegally Tucked behing two friends and a thick group of trees We fit into this urban view tucked below the avenues Central Park is much
, weren't home cause you don't know how and ohh, and ohh, and ohh, and ohh and i, and i, and i, am tired when we walk through the park and the autumn
[Speaking] At this time I should like very much to thank my wonderful conductor. And what he does is this...It's sort of... It reminds me of an old Mae
Father has a business strictly second hand Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand Stuff in our apartment came from father's store Even things I'm
doigts son titre: l'amour n'existe pas {Refrain:} Central Park un jour de juin moi j'y ai cru plus que jamais je me suis meme surpris a l'aimer Central Park
me and this conversation You?ve got me feeling A little bit crazy over drinks and a handshake but the truth is 21, gets further each day It was more than just Central Park
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