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i used to think that new york city
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fell from grace with god
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and innocence abroad
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waved a war for the underdog
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when the snow falls
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and central park looks like a chirstmas card
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i just look beyond that bagman
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and the maddess that makes this city hard
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i heard a baskettball
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somewhere out beyond a chain link fence
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inner city prisoners
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argue for the right of self defense
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but theres a fast break
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and every work of art brakes something in my soul
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just focus on the cross strokes
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and the bouquets that the dancers hold
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spanish harlem still sounds good to me
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yeah mona lisas getting older
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stading in the shadow of miss liberty
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while i walk along the west side
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down through little italy
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searching for the city
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that took away the kid in me