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Caught between the twisted stars |
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The plotted lines the faulty map |
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That brought columbus to new york |
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Betwixt between the east and west |
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He calls on her wearing a leather vest |
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The earth squeals and shudders to a halt |
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A diamond crucifix in his ear |
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Is used to help ward off the fear |
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That he has left his soul in someone's rented car |
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Inside his pants he hides a mop |
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To clean the mess that he has dropped |
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Into the life of lithesome juliette bell |
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And romeo wanted juliette |
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And juliette wanted romeo |
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And romeo wanted juliette |
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And juliette wanted romeo |
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Romeo rodriguez squares |
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His shoulders and curses jesus |
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Runs a comb through his black pony-tail |
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He's thinking of his lonely room |
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The sink that by his bed gives off a stink |
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Then smells her perfume in his eyes |
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And her voice was like a bell |
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Outside the street were steaming the crack |
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Dealers were dreaming |
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Of an uzi someone had just scored |
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I betcha i could hit that light |
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With my one good arm behind my back |
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Says little joey diaz |
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Brother give me another tote |
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Those downtown hoods are no damn good |
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Those italians need a lesson to be taught |
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This cop who died in harlem |
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You think they'd get the warnin' |
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I was dancing when his brains run out on the street |
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And romeo had juliette |
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And juliette had her romeo |
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And romeo had juliette |
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And juliette had her romeo |
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I'll take manhattan in a garbage bag |
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With latin written on it that says |
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"it's hard to give a shit these days" |
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Manhattan's sinking like a rock |
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Into the filthy hudson what a shock |
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They wrote a book about it |
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They said it was like ancient rome |
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The perfume burned his eyes |
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Holding tightly to her thighs |
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And something flickered for a minute |
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And then it vanished and was gone |
