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42nd Street Lyrics

Artist: Golden Earring
Album: Paradise in Distress

From the Album:
* Paradise in distress

Spiralling leapers, wearing Nike sneakers
Some of them laugh, some of them sing
Some of them donâ‚¬â„¢t do a goddamn thing
Trip-skipping drifters, grafters and lifters
Chicks with big tits, school boys with zits
Moonlight circus of earthly delights
Pimpmobile cruising the soft, velvet night
Deals going down, midnight in town
Donw in the subways, the underground tunnels
A musician is playing, a drunk stumbles and mumbles
Out in the park itâ‚¬â„¢s scary with frights
Somebody shot out all the streetlights
Hookers and bookies, floozies and boozers
All kinds of misfits, perverts and losers
Out of the limo that looks like a boat
The pimp steps out in a mink fur coat
Sporting a fedora, that creates its own aura
A ruby-tooth grin and a diamond stick pin
A dealâ‚¬â„¢s going down this side of town
People walk on fleet feet
On the way down 42nd Street
Except for the bums, down for the count
That oneâ‚¬â„¢s dead but no oneâ‚¬â„¢s found out
And look at the bitch, with her dress up her ass!
When she moves that thing, she must move it fast
Cop with a nightstick, checking around
A neon lit junkie slides to the ground
Here comes a flasher, a jogger, a punk
Check out that guy, drunk as a skunk!
Blinking, reflection, lights melt in the rain
The sidewalks are empty, nothingâ‚¬â„¢s the same
4 A.M. people are crashing
Where the hookers are huddled
Colored raindrops are splashing
The deals have gone down, the bimboâ‚¬â„¢s split town
Burned from the hustle, burned from the hype
But under the lights, Iâ‚¬â„¢m feeling alright
On 42nd Street itâ‚¬â„¢s just another night

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