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Aug 21
That big wide city filled with magic people
who never sleep even when the lights shine pretty.
You can hail yourself a cab and get dropped off
at a hot dog stand, maybe get a gyro if
you're brought to the man.
Yes oh yes, she is the city of dreams.
She'll break you in the afternoon
but by the evening you'll gleam.
No matter who you are or where you're from,
New York will take you up and leave you feelin' dumb.
Now you best run and get that A Train leavin' in five,
it'll take you to Grand Central for twenty-five dimes!
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Marla
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