Listen To The Eight Track lyrics
(mick, I've got a...)
There must be one million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this is one of 'em I live out on the island, and I got problems My mom don't like me, cause she says I know sultan(? ) Sitting in the cark park, in my old buick skylark Getting high, getting high, Getting high on the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh it ain't easy, when you gotta survive Keep on giving death, just to survive Oh get out into the car park, sitting in my own buick skylark in the dark Oh,'n I'll listen to the eight track Oh, I'll listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Yeah, can't wind it back Listen to the eight track In between the seats, in the cracks Listen to the eight track Oh sometimes I get a woman in here And I put on bruce springsteen's new double album And then, just when everything's getting hot I start turning the volume right down low Baby, let me snuggle right next to you You turned to me sweetly, you know what she said, She said, turn up the eight track Oh listen to the eight track Oh listen to the eight track, ain't no winding it back Listen to the eight track Listen to the eight track Listen to the eight track There must have been about a million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this has been one of them!
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