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  • I used to think that New York City
    Fell from grace with God
    And innocence abroad
    Waged a war for the underdog
    When the snow falls
    And Central Park looks like a Christmas card
    I just looked beyond the bagman
    And the madness that makes this city hard
    I heard a basketball
    Somewhere out beyond a chain link fence
    Inner city prisoners
    Argue for the right of self-defense
    But there's a fast break
    And every work of art wakes something in the soul
    Just focus on the brush strokes
    And the bouquets that the dancers hold
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me, yeah.
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me, yeah.
    Kid in me, yeah
    (Searching, searching, searching)
    Kid in me, yeah. Kid in me, yeah.
    Took away, took away the kid in me, yeah.
  • I used to think that New York City
    Fell from grace with God
    And innocence abroad
    Waged a war for the underdog
    When the snow falls
    And Central Park looks like a Christmas card
    I just looked beyond the bagman
    And the madness that makes this city hard
    I heard a basketball
    Somewhere out beyond a chain link fence
    Inner city prisoners
    Argue for the right of self-defense
    But there's a fast break
    And every work of art wakes something in the soul
    Just focus on the brush strokes
    And the bouquets that the dancers hold
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me, yeah.
    Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
    Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
    Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
    While I walk along the west side
    Down through Little Italy
    Searching for the city that
    That took away the kid in me, yeah.
    Kid in me, yeah
    (Searching, searching, searching)
    Kid in me, yeah. Kid in me, yeah.
    Took away, took away the kid in me, yeah.