Tom: F major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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needed money. I put ten dollars on the breeze.
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she sank way below her knees.
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And as a hurricane passed by,
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she clutched the money from the sky.
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She must have been at least
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She works the forty second beat,
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on forty second street,
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With all her golden ambitions,
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and dead rhinestones in her feet.
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And when a stranger said she sucked,
she just smiled, believing luck,
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As she climed into his truck,
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to make a buck.
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Oh my god,
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she's running 'round the trees,
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Said she couldn't touch them
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because they're so real.
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Alice you remind me of Manhattan;
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The seedy and the snaz, the
shoeboys and the satins.
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Like a throne made of gilt that too
many johns have sat in.
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Oh, I got my eyes on you.
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Now keep a watch on your watch,
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and a watch on her watch,
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'Cause if you ain't too careful,
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he's gonna kick you in the crotch.
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And you're out in the cold,
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and you know that you've been rolled,
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And the cops don't even stop,
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and you feel old.
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See, Alice really liked you,
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but you stayed a while too long.
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Now she wants you to forget it,
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and come back before too long.
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But make it quick if you could,
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she's gonna star in Hollywood.
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The producer seems to think
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she's kinda good.
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Me and my camera eyes,
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sitting on a fence,
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Laughing at the light
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Alice you remind of Manhattan;
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Like a throne made of gilt,
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that too many johns have sat in.
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Oh, just come over.
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where her name adorns the boards.
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Ain't no flash in her Cannes,
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she got the willpower of a horse.
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And it's a long way to Broad
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way from a forty second lay,
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Or is it really just a couple
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Now, I wonder if she wonders,
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if I wonder, if she wonders
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About the times I put her down,
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when she seemed to be right under?
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She told me morals are traditions,
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contradictions, superstitions.
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See, Alice is always based
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on split decisions.
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Me and my stupidity,
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sittin' on a fence,
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And dig ging what I thought
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Oh, Alice, you remind me of Manhattan;
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The seedy and snaz, the
shoeboys and the satins.
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Like a throne made of gilt,
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that too many johns have sat in.
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Oh, I like you.
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Yeah, Alice,
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the lights were meant for you.
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Your weaknesses, successful,
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and your selfishness the clue.
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You gotta lose what you get,
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and for what you get, you lose.
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Oh, I know it.
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Oh, Alice, don't stop
and think a minute,
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Or your brain is gonna get ya,
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drop your heart right in it.
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And you're a shooting star,
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and you'll die if you don't win it.
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Yeah,
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