Lyric 42nd Street

Keep the faith child, whatcha say to me
Ah, let me tell ya what those pretty eyes can t see
You re carousin over London town
You got some cheshire cats chasin you around
Me, I m sittin on my window seat
I watch the ladies down on 42nd street

I m a man of reputation
I would never steal your pride
I m a man of obligation
I don t need to hide

I m sore for drinkin , oh its been so long
My nights seem endless and I m really not that strong
And I can see you, have you in my sleep
But nightmares from the bottle, they ain t hardly fit to keep, no

In my trials and tribulations
I have never been in doubt
I don t feign intimidation
I can t do without

So now I m sittin , wearin through my pants
Too much sufferin and not enough romance
Now I m hangin from my window seat
Drool on the ladies down on 42nd street

I m a man of reputation
I would never make you pay
I m in need of some relations
Just can t stand another day
I m a man of consternation
I can t stand to be alone
I m a victim of temptation
You best not leave me on my own
You just might be sorry honey