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Alice

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  • Now Alice needed money. I put $10 on the breeze
    As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees
    And as a hurricane passed by, she clutched the money from the sky
    She must have been at least a fathom high
    She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street
    With all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet
    And when a stranger said she sucked, she just smiled believing luck
    As she climed into his truck, to make a buck
    Oh my god, she's running round the trees
    Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real
    Alice you remind me of Manhattan
    The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    Oh, I got my eyes on you

    Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch
    Cause if you ain't too careful, he's gonna kick you in the crotch
    And you're out in the cold and you know that you've been rolled
    And the cops don't even stop, and you feel old
    See, Alice really liked you, but you stayed a while too long
    Now she wants you to forget it, and come back before too long
    But make it quick if you could, she's gonna star in Hollywood
    The producer seems to think she's kinda good
    Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence
    Laughing at the lights of New York City
    Alice you remind of Manhattan
    The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    Oh, just come over

    Roll up
    See Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards
    Ain't no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse
    And it's a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay
    Or is it really just a couple of blocks away?
    Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
    About the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under?
    She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions
    See Alice is always based on split decisions
    Me and my stupidity sittin' on a fence
    And digging what I thought was New York City
    Oh Alice, you remind me of Manhattan
    The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    Oh, I like you
    Yeah Alice, the lights were meant for you
    Your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue
    You gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose
    Oh, I know it
    Oh Alice, don't stop and think a minute
    Or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it
    And you're a shooting star and you'll die if you don't win it
    Yeah
    You didn't make the book

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    [00:17.267]Now Alice needed money. I put $10 on the breeze
    [00:21.160]As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees
    [00:25.522]And as a hurricane passed by, she clutched the money from the sky
    [00:30.119]She must have been at least a fathom high
    [00:34.001]She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street
    [00:38.156]With all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet
    [00:42.569]And when a stranger said she sucked, she just smiled believing luck
    [00:46.723]As she climed into his truck, to make a buck
    [00:51.385]Oh my god, she's running round the trees
    [00:55.572]Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real
    [01:02.305]Alice you remind me of Manhattan
    [01:06.114]The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    [01:10.089]Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    [01:14.666]Oh, I got my eyes on you
    [01:18.420]
    [01:22.801]Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch
    [01:27.184]Cause if you ain't too careful, he's gonna kick you in the crotch
    [01:31.790]And you're out in the cold and you know that you've been rolled
    [01:35.737]And the cops don't even stop, and you feel old
    [01:39.947]See, Alice really liked you, but you stayed a while too long
    [01:44.365]Now she wants you to forget it, and come back before too long
    [01:48.325]But make it quick if you could, she's gonna star in Hollywood
    [01:52.575]The producer seems to think she's kinda good
    [01:57.323]Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence
    [02:01.628]Laughing at the lights of New York City
    [02:07.807]Alice you remind of Manhattan
    [02:11.655]The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    [02:15.731]Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    [02:20.249]Oh, just come over
    [02:24.244]
    [02:59.471]Roll up
    [03:00.360]See Alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards
    [03:04.176]Ain't no flash in her Cannes, she got the willpower of a horse
    [03:08.143]And it's a long way to Broadway from a 42nd lay
    [03:12.510]Or is it really just a couple of blocks away?
    [03:16.490]Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
    [03:20.768]About the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under?
    [03:24.951]She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions
    [03:29.126]See Alice is always based on split decisions
    [03:33.199]Me and my stupidity sittin' on a fence
    [03:37.360]And digging what I thought was New York City
    [03:43.417]Oh Alice, you remind me of Manhattan
    [03:47.494]The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins
    [03:51.565]Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in
    [03:55.912]Oh, I like you
    [04:00.088]Yeah Alice, the lights were meant for you
    [04:03.998]Your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue
    [04:07.850]You gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose
    [04:12.170]Oh, I know it
    [04:15.766]Oh Alice, don't stop and think a minute
    [04:19.873]Or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it
    [04:23.882]And you're a shooting star and you'll die if you don't win it
    [04:30.077]Yeah
    [05:02.485]You didn't make the book
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