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Send a breeze a pitbull's yelp
A tender squeeze, a cry for help
Make it now and make it fast
Such memories can never last
I long for the day, music and mayhem
Mama's a smilin' friend
In the scuzzy hue of the sunlight
Manhattan avenue
Lionel please watch over our door
The children tease I beg for more
Chipping paint the ceiling's spent
Oh ain't it great, can't make the rent
I long for the days, kittens are mewling
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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