New York, New York temperature's droppin' The band's out shoppin' not stoppin' till ears pop Cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops An' it never stops I'm waiting to do an interview, so much tot tell you Today i feel close enough to smell you Additional date they were planning just fell through Florida's out, we fly September 22 tot Heathrow So there's not really long to go Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin' you know I miss you more than four hits the floor at a party Send my love to everybody Honey I'm writing from DC, feelin' quasy Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy The T.M. Recommend Sanatogen Not one of them could resist takin' the piss I miss you like a lock on the door what's more I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore Don;t mean to be a bore, everybody's been great But there's fifteen of us on a bus state to state So I stay up late with a tape or meditate By bed is travellin' at 55 mph When we make it tot L.A. I'll still be miles away It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest God Bless
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