You were the one You're all I know Do you know Who helped me see Oh you gave it all to me You were the one (Do you know) When everything Comes crashing down I'm ready for the fall

I'm in a New York state of mind Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality, and it's fine with me 'cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper then that) To the place where the motherfuckin' problem is at Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that) So it all comes down to this (what?) Specialist with a hit list Right fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight

All night anthem Ain't never gonna leave your head Ain't nobody goin' to bed 'Til the drinks go down And the sun comes up The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom It's an all night anthem This ain't about who's got money And ain't about what kind of car

It's the sweet love that you give to me That makes me believe we can make it through anything 'Cause when it all comes down And I'm feeling like I'll never last I just lean on you 'cause baby You're my better half And you look at me And give me that

DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways And it's

For what's beyond the flames Blinding my senses (now I am searching) Choking my senses (now I am searching) Step back to see the vision Seduction of our minds The skin becomes illusion She pulls me down and I fall behind The weakness of flesh is to

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it