Casey Dienel - Better In Manhattan
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- Casey Dienel
- Better In Manhattan
- Translation by: panzas
Better In Manhattan
Put on my lipstick, I know it's gonna get me tips
Step into the costume so I can give my patrons kicks
Step outside for a cigarette and it's starting to snow
Every time it gets cold I begin to think of you
Hold on a minute they're calling me
Sugar, sugar, sugar come here
Dance a little close I can almost feel you
Sugar, sugar come here, you're all i got to keep me....warm
I'll admit it, it's cliché but I'm still writing you letters
My room here is cosy and sparsely decorated with posters of Big Sur
I've never been there, but I want you to take me
Though i think that paradise is a place you visit and not a place you live
That's why everything is better in Manhattan
Oh people aren't hungry, they aren't starving in Manhattan
And the buildings are tall and the sky is something you search for
In Manhattan..
And in my spare time I'm making a garden on my fire escape
I can't wait to watch my seedlings find the sun
It won't be easy, 'cause nothing ever is
That's why everything tastes so good
So my love, I've got all my ropes and chains
I'm gonna give them to you for your birthday
You can do with them what you want, but I hope you're gonna tie me up
You can do with them what you want, but I hope you're gonna tie me up, and sing
Oh, Sugar, sugar, sugar come here
Dance a little close I can almost feel you
Sugar, sugar come here, you're all I got to keep me warm
Sugar, Sugar come here, oh I can almost taste you
I'm gonna put you out on the street and watch you grow
In the concrete
Oh my love this time you've gone too far
How many times must I repeat myself?
I love you, there I said it, and I meant it
I love you, there I said it and I meant every word
I love you, there I said it, no you take it
Oh will you put it out on the street and watch it grow in the concrete
Everything is better in Manhattan
Oh Spoons aren't silver, they're gold in Manhattan
And the Buildings are tall and the sky is something you reach for
In Manhattan, oh
In Manhattan, oh
In Manhattan, In Manhattan
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