New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers

See how he always wants to be around you See him walk out the door So that's how we live, in lavender and no affection It's all talk and lavender and no affection (No affection) It's our dream, lavender and no affection There's your man, there's your man

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all

Blow our soul away Well I'm scared of my reflection Is it mine or is it yours? And I swear I hear the knockin' But there's no one at the door. Don't think I'm losing my perspective Cause I know one thing for sure They've been watching, they've been

I'll be your baby tonight Close your eyes, close the door You don't have to worry anymore Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a

I've been up, I've been down I've been kicked to the ground But I can't get my mind off of you So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong Hopin' you wanted me to I'm better than I was before I'm knocking at your door I'm coming back for more I keep

I'm gonna make it anyway It's not right, but it's okay Pack your bags up and leave Close the door behind you leave your key I'd rather be alone than unhappy And don't you dare come running back to me It's not right but it's okay Friday night you and your

I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease I'm only counting on your cancellation When I should be counting on you at my door Did you forget about how we went around Well, all the

But you are not alone in this And you are not alone in this As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand Hold your hand Cold is the water It freezes your already cold mind Already cold, cold mind And death is at your doorstep And it will steal your

Overpowered by funk, funk out Don't you love our Western ways? If you ain't reggae for it, funk out No-one knocking at your door, funk out It's combatative, repetitive Don't life just funk you out? Asinine, stupefying Can the clone-line dry you out? Part