along down below my window That black girl in the back looks pretty good Christ! She's beautiful You know how soft she is Just what you feel like Oh
York, these streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you, lets here it for New York, New York, New York Welcome to the bright light.. [Jay-Z] Lights
do out of Neww Yooorrrrkkk These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, Neeeew Yooorrrkkkk [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights
of the Jack of Hearts. No one knew the circumstance but they say that it happened pretty quick, The door to the dressing room burst open and a cold revolver
got my call light on Gimme one more fare tonight Just get me over the bridge I can see those shiny bay lights You know I'm never alone But I'm feeling
how lonely and how cold and frostbit i?ve become my back?s against the wall when push come to shove i just stand up and scream f-ck em all man it feels
squares 6 million ways to die, so I chose Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass
I pushed in her freezing cold pool When she piss she gon' bleed in the whole stool That's how much I wanna bang and touch her pretty thing Won't pluck
of Neww Yooorrrrkkk These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, Neeeew Yooorrrkkkk [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Lights
not sober I'm high like a Hollywood ? You can call me a roller Your grill's glistenin' Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different - what's the
hours ago I remember the first time I saw you on the street You looked so pretty my heart skipped a beat I can't wait any longer but I still feel the
to hurt you Can you feel me baby? Should I keep it right there? Is it still me baby? Take off your night wear And lay your pretty body in the middle
Or a cold hearted nations baby The young man, the brothers, the killers explain Oh Jungleland They call you home sweet home You make me feel so sad,
as I drop the top Beams from the sun light up the city As I roll through sidin', sittin real pretty It's a hot summer day and I feel good So I turned
need to tango I got to rock I wanna little couch dancer Who can stop my clock Boxes of chocolate and cold ice cream It's too much cinamon it's enough to make you scream No more pretty
times of past rushing touching your cold hand wishing it woudl touch me back you look so pretty lying thee just like the first day we met it feels so
