I discovered a big town On the crest of a wave Throwing money at strangers Taking candy from babes
Shaking hands in a big top As the rain came down I though it would not stop Sending letters to Paris From the Empire state Taking pictures from the top
There's alot of things For you to do There's alot of dreams That won't come true
I grew up in a big town The lessons were not hard to learn If you want them to love you Then you must not love them in return
Spent the night at a party Where I drank so much I fell under your spell
Eight o'clock in the morning And the daylight makes me Look and feel like hell
There's alot of things For you to do There's alot of dreams That won't come true
There's alot of things For you to do There's alot of dreams That won't come true
When you live in a big town There are sights and sounds That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town There are sights and sounds That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town There are sights and sounds That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town There are sights and sounds
Compositor: George Andrew Mc Cluskey (Andy Mc Cluskey) ECAD: Obra #16955235