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Marina Raquel Laurendi
Marina Raquel Laurendi
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Three-one-three baby, you and me Mixed up with your love in the city I'm a mess but you're so clean Work so hard to hear you say I'm pretty Hands wrapped tight around my heart Love you 'till I'm seein' stars Rip you down before you touch my pride Like the way we do On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side You said come in, have a seat right there The smell of some hotel Pumping through the air Sang me a song with your fancy toy Then you made me out Like an American boy And I don't even care if you hear this love letter It's toughened up with time I think for both of us it's better And nothing's been the same since I Let you take your shot at me Your vision's twenty twenty Oh, yeah, now Three-one-three baby, you and me Mixed up with your love in the city I'm a mess but you're so clean Work so hard to hear you say I'm pretty Hands wrapped tight around my heart Love you till I'm seein' stars Rip you down before you touch my pride Like the way we do On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side Perfume and lace things I let you think good things I be anything you want from me, darling Spill it out, spill it out And you take more than I got Yeah, I give it without a doubt Cherish distorted material memories Three-one-three baby, you and me Mixed up with your love in the city I'm a mess but you're so clean Work so hard to hear you say I'm pretty Hands wrapped tight around my heart Love you till I'm seein' stars Rip you down before you touch my pride Like the way we do On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side And don't it all go up in flames Fast as it does in video games Pluck the green dress from the closet as you're Sippin' on your Tanqueray Or maybe it was Johnny Red Remember every word you said You think you got me Oh, at least you tried Night after night On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side Head down the corner we can grab a slice Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Swear to god that I'll love you forever No cure for what can't get better Oh no, no It don't get better than this Don't get better than Live, breathe, and die On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side On the Upper East Side You're not breakin' up on me Oh no, you're not breakin' up on me You're not breakin' up on me Oh no, you're not breakin' up on me
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