100 lyrics for "(New York, New York)"

Maria, gratia plena In hora mortis nostrae Gratia plena Ave, ave dominus Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus Et benedictus Benedictus fructus, fructus ventris
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I'll tip my hat to the new new constitution Take a bow for the new new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again We'll be fighting in the streets
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Just know that I'm already home If only New New York wasn't so far away I promise the city won't get in our way When you're scared and alone, You say love is what you put into it You say that I'm losing my will Don't you know that you're all that I think
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Now lightning strikes in old New New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New New York New New York's
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Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah We can try to understand The New New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive,
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Build me a girl I promise I will always adore you Made in Japan, with style of Milan and a smile from California Brazilian walk, hair from New New York, pretty Parisian curls Brazilian walk, hair from New New York and pretty Parisian curls I was nearly a soul
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Are You Ready (Live at the Fillmore East, New York, NY Show 1 - October 4, 1968)
Sly & The Family Stone
Are you ready (are you ready)? Don't hate the black Don't hate the white If you get bit Just hate the bite Make sure your heart is beatin' right How's your backbone How's your eye? Add some bottom on mighty tight
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Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you! Embrace me, you irreplaceable you! Just one look at you My heart grew tipsy in me, You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me! I love all, the many charms about you! Above all, I want my arms about you! Don't be a
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You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl I ask my myself where you created in this world, by the beauty in you girl You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do New New York City All in Los Angeles California From
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Love ain't for keeping Lay down beside me Layin' on my back In the newly mown grass Rain is coming down But I know the clouds will pass You bring me tea Say "the babe's a-sleepin'" Black ash from the foundry
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