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Wired smiles from the streets I think they're getting high I don't mind the sunny puddles, let's hope my socks and shoes will dry Somethings put me in a daze, did i tell you i got lost today? And I know the streets are numbered Welcome to New York they'll say I think they could tell I was nervous Cause I kept looking down, I kept watching the ground But I made my way back through the chorus And the half baked crowd started cheering quite loud And I didn't know if it was for me So I lifted my eyes from my feet Oh was it something to see, I smiled and remembered to breath Mum, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd be proud, I think you'd be proud Oh, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd Wired smiles from the streets I think they're getting high I don't mind the sunny puddles, let's hope my socks and shoes will dry Somethings put me in a daze, did i tell you i got lost today? And I know the streets are numbered Welcome to New York they'll say I think they could tell I was nervous Cause I kept looking down, I kept watching the ground But I made my way back through the chorus And the half baked crowd started cheering quite loud And I didn't know if it was for me So I lifted my eyes from my feet Oh was it something to see, I smiled and remembered to breath Mum, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd be proud, I think you'd be proud Oh, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd be proud Lunch in Soho Noho I don't know, they seem the same to me Mumma foam took me from noho, the afternoon was looking free Wheel the horses from their feet, the taxi's good enough for me. Money tree's can't sell to me,?? For free I think they could tell I was nervous Cause I kept looking down, I kept watching the ground But I made my way back through the chorus And the half baked crowd started cheering quite loud And I didn't know if it was for me So I lifted my eyes from my feet Oh was it something to see, I smiled and remembered to breath Mum, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd be proud, I think you'd be proud Oh, I sang in Rockstar City I think you'd be proud Crying at the garden edge won't let you see the flowers that grow in spring. Past the front desk bearing glass he ask, he's working there too late SoI stayed long enough to care, still ideas that I don't get Coloured hair and fancy dress seem to be the theme here I would guess It's time to go I've got a show, breathe slow as jelly fills my legs I think they could tell I was nervous Cause I kept looking down, I kept watching the ground But I made my way back through the chorus And the half baked crowd started cheering quite loud And I didn't know if it was for me So I lifted my eyes from my feet Oh was it something to see, I smiled and remembered to breath
Writer(s): Alexandra Frances Lynn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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