Lyrics

Avenues are filthy, in the gutter lays a bum East side's getting better But the south side's nearly done Junkies have their business they'll fix you up as well Mayor's growing older and the vice squad's really hell Ooh-ooh, Windy City's blue Run around in circles, fight the city heat A million people running round, stomping on your feet Businessmen are fortunate, to have their coats and ties Hobo walks through a train yard, wishing he could die Ooh-ooh, Windy City's blue Ooh-ooh, the city heat Somebody's shadow Gonna fall right down on top of me Some people love, some people hate Other people they don't even trust their mate Ooh-ooh, Windy City's blue Breeze is getting colder, and the ground is turning white Subway's full of maniacs and they're killing every night Old man time is waiting, to ring that lonely bell The mayor's growing older, and the vice squad's really hell Ooh-ooh, Windy City's blue (Windy City's) Ooh-ooh, Windy City's blue (Windy City's, City's blue) Come an' on get me
Writer(s): George Freeman Mc Corkle, Jerry Wayne Eubanks, Doug Gray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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