WILKINSON, Meu Billy, pode ser que não se lembre

har aldrig ville gi' jagten fri på KongeslettenNår jeg

I've been thinkin'How much I miss my ladyAmoreena's in

pity meI'm so alone and so blueMy friends have

I know"Spanish Harlem" are not just pretty words to

a good day I can see foreverI can take

could never know what it's likeYour blood like winter

I lived in a tenement six floors aboveI lent you my

morning, morning, in with the

Norma JeaneThough I never knew you at allYou had

Nelly la-la-la-la-laaLa-la-la-la-laaLa-la-la-la-laaOne, two, three, 1: Nelly remember

can hear your heartPounding in my earNow I feel

knew from the first night I met youSomething just

been out here on this road someCan't help feeling

It's a little bit funny this feeling insideI'm not one of

you see the first man on the moon?Have you

used to be a rollin' stone, ya knowIf a

Our glorious cityWas build by the divinities by GodsWho saw fit

me for granted, I think that I could stand

I was a little bitty babyMy Momma done rocked me