Send a breeze
A pitbulls yelp
A tender squeeze
A cry for help
Make it now
And make it fast
Such memories
Can never last
I long for the days
Music and mayhem
Mamas a smilin friend
In the scuzzy hue of the sunlight
Manhattan avenue
Lionel please
Watch oer our door
The children tease
I beg for more
Chipping paint
The ceilings spent
Aw aint it great
Cant make the rent
I long for the days
Kittens are meowling
Junkies are prowling
Deep in the jazzy hue of the streetlight
Manhattan avenue
How wild it is
What strange a vice
That a mugger and a child should share the same paradise
Oh but dreams come true on
Manhattan avenue
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