2 INCH TAPE

Lyrics

Edge of Chinatown, mismatch all around, lower east side bound
Dealer borrows my ear, offers coke as I near, I’m on my way
Drinking beer as I leer, the beauties they pass near, my state of mind is clear
Slow her down forcibly, with her consent obviously, I’m just a toy for her needs

A tempo just right for me, I love this city, must be New York
It’s a spider’s web, be a cheeky insect, or you’ll get caught
Manhattan town, there’s people all around, must be, must be New York

Tall sexy gawky, feel kind of stalky, oriental delight
Jump suit parachute, oh she looks awfully cute, I love her Jewish nose it’s alright
Stares awkwardly so, she’s looking at me oh no, just a glancing blow
Cashmere and afronese, a visual tease, oh take a chance to proceed I just might

A tempo just right for me, I love this city, must be New York
One big spider’s web, be a cheeky insect, or you’ll get caught
Oh you’ll be ok, do it Manhattan way, while you’re in, while you’re in New York

Green leather boots, I think she’s from Brazil, walks towards me with a smile
Oh she’s a traveller too, she likes to look and do, what locals pass a thousand times
Ribbon ‘round her neck, like a Christmas present, unwrap her anytime
They all do my mind, that’s why I’m doing time, waiting for my surprise

A tempo just right for me, I love this city, must be New York
It’s a spider’s web, be a cheeky insect, or you’ll get caught
Manhattan town, people all around, must be, must be New York