Here in Youngstown My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down Here darlin' in Youngstown In Youngstown Here in north east Ohio Back in eighteen-o-three James and Danny Heaton Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek They built a blast furnace

You know you dead wrong Up in the club, but you left your man home You couldn't even wait till we got to the bedroom I know it ain't good, but these hoes gon' do what they want, want Fuck em all the time but you know I never wife em, uh Real nigga know

Valió la pena lo que era necesario para estar contigo amor Están para vivirlas pero a tu manera Enhorabuena, porque valió la pena Que vivan los momentos en tu boca y en tu cuerpo Tu eres una bendición Las horas y la vida de tu lado nena Valió la pena

Ready to freefall? We're out on the edge of it all Are you ready to freefall? We're dodging daggers that almost reach Making mistakes they can never teach But these silver clouds won't dissolve to black Let's lose our feet to a leap of faith And bigger

Better hide your heart, better hold on tight Say your prayers, 'cause there's trouble tonight When pride and love battle with desire Better hide your heart, 'cause you're playing with fire Johnny saw her riding on a street car named Desire, his fate was

I am the city Somewhere in the middle of the never ending noise There is a constant steady rhythm of a heart that beats The skyline is me and the energy I'm the street you walk The language you talk The famous hotels and the cocktail bars And the funny

En la triste noche De Santa Elena Respiraban hondo La amarga alegría Bebieron a fondo Ninguna salida Y encendido el odio Se apaga la vida Se mira durmiendo

I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingue traces That used to be

So long my friend, my foe, my love, my pain The road's calling out my name Dreaming of La Boheme Maybe I'll go to Barbizon Or see a girl before she catches cold and she's gone Or maybe I'll just travel on So long my flame, my warmth, my fear, my fight

Half empty plane on New Years Eve The pilot comes on, says the year is almost gone Five, four, three, two, one Looks like it's just me and the whiskey You ain't here to kiss me Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat Love birds in the row in front of