Light a cigarette, drag your weary feat my way. The kind of things that just "make you want to hang your head-ached head."
You’ve got a subtle look on your face, Words, Ugly, Actions, Beautiful, Reaction painstaking, personal boundary. You’re walls are worth climbing to see the ending.
Light a cigarette, drink your coffee, slide your big black shades down, Cause darling, you’re going to have to make the best of ocean air and snow. It does smell like winter here.
Well we're movin on up, To the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin on up, To the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie.
Fish don't fry in the kitchen; Beans don't burn on the grill. Took a whole lotta tryin', Just to get up that hill. Now we're up in the big leagues, Gettin' our turn at bat. As long as we live, it's you and me baby, There ain't nothin wrong with that.
Well we're movin on up, To the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin on up, To the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie.
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The kind of things that just "make you want to hang your head-ached head."
You’ve got a subtle look on your face,
Words, Ugly, Actions, Beautiful,
Reaction painstaking, personal boundary.
You’re walls are worth climbing to see the ending.
Light a cigarette, drink your coffee, slide your big black shades down,
Cause darling, you’re going to have to make the best of ocean air and snow.
It does smell like winter here.
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To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up,
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
Fish don't fry in the kitchen;
Beans don't burn on the grill.
Took a whole lotta tryin',
Just to get up that hill.
Now we're up in the big leagues,
Gettin' our turn at bat.
As long as we live, it's you and me baby,
There ain't nothin wrong with that.
Well we're movin on up,
To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up,
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
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kim you and your silly "emotions"
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