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
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
just my turn To learn the hard way You can?t always trust the ones you love [Hook] Oh yeah I think I remember you Yeah ahhh probably not You look so familiar too.. But you
i'm sending em Give me the rock and i'ma run it back To all my young niggas out thurr stugglin i hope you make a jack where you at. [Nate Dogg] [Hook
't care what you say, I Or what you do Chemical addiction is Getting rid of you So high, colors turn to sound Goodbye, let us in and we'll lay you in
yeah, yeah yeaah Chorus New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you
t you want it all! You want it, you know that you want it The fame and the fortune and more You want it all, you want it, you know that you want it You
her clothes? [Mrs. Brice:] Eddie, that I did. [Eddie:] Yeah, but who taught her her how to tap her toes? But will she admit it? Kid, you said it. They
baby won't you take my hand, walk me down Broadway, I'm a young man and I talk real loud, yeah, baby walk real proud for you. So shake it away, so shake
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it See we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to us Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huh Now motherfuckin
up against out in this world And maybe, maybe, maybe You'll find something That's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You
You're All-American, And, darling, they said so YOU'D TAKE ANY KIND OF PAIN FROM ME, WOULDN'T YOU, BABY? YOU'D TAKE ANY KIND OF PAIN FROM ME, WOULDN'
ah . . . yeah, yeah, hello already . . . what? . . . Well, yeah? . . . Ah, are you kidding . . . ? You're not kidding . . . a mountain . . . ? With a tree growing off of its shoulder . . . ? Aw, you
MEAN 'n UGLY . . . 'n ef you was already MEAN 'n UGLY, it'd turn ya into a strange, UNKNOWN KREETCHUH, never befo' seen on BROADWAY! Thass right! It'
skirt) (Fo' those of you unfamiliar wit de' nakkin, Dis be de nakkin'!) Ensemble: ON BROADWAY, IT'S A NEW DAY . . . Thing-Fish: On Broadway, It's
. . . I'm talking to you, HARRY! WE HATE YOU! WE are MODERN, HARRY! You are not 'MODERN'! Worms are not MODERN! While YOU became LAWYERS and ACCOUNTANTS