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- The eyes of a new york woman
I'll be in New York City
When the lights shine bright tonight
Where my woman waits for me
Arms that hold me tenderly
Lips as sweet as honeycomb
Love that waits for me alone
Deep in the eyes of a New York woman
- Too Many Mondays
Too Many Mondays
Nothing much worth taking
Only years of things to leave behind
Mama quit your crying
Don't keep telling me I've lost my mind
Now I'm tired of making good and feeling bad