She was the gold rush By all means, she can get ahead of herself I'll already be there I'll already be there to meet her She's no traitor I've got no chaser (She doesn't love) Anything for herself But for me she goes way in, way in

We'll turn Manhattan Into an isle of joy! We'll have Manhattan The Bronx and Staten Island too. It's lovely going through It's very fancy On old Delancy

Yeah I'm ready to feel now No longer am I afraid of the fall down It must be time to move on now Without the fear of how it might end I guess I'm ready to love again Seems I was walking in the wrong direction I barely recognize my own reflection Oh,

It was just a fling But I really don't regret a thing Cause it was crazy babe And all I remember is me saying Give it to me then you came in Now I'm smiling and I'm barely sober I'm caught in a love hangover I'm caught in love hangover One drink turned

Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue moon you saw me standing alone Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only

I got money that I saved then I'm back on road Get my jewelry out the safe 'cause I'm back on road I still do these hoes the same when I'm back on road If you wasn't there for me when I was all alone Then bitch don't expect no love when I'm back I'm just

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

You can make love in the morning That Mink flow, I'm warm Got milly in the safe, come Nigga get turned upside down I was rich way before the gang I was slime way before the name Kill shit like today And that's all I gotta say I ain't leading you wrong

It was a broken dream right from the start Bless their tortured, tangled hearts Oh love, oh love you fickle thing Such pretty words and golden rings Well there was a little falter at the altar of confession Down on its knees true love did fall After 31

But not for me I was a fool to fall and get that way Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day Although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss I guess she's not for me They're writing songs of love A lucky star's above With love to lead the way I've found