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Jackson Joe Summer In The City

you know it's a pity That the days can't be like the nights In the summer, in the city In the summer, in the city Hot town, summer in the city

Won't you be my number two Me and number one are through There won't be too much to do Just smile when I feel blue And there's not much left of me What

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been Lives in

For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings

You ain't been blue; no, no, no. You ain't been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I sit and sigh

Tell me one more time as I hold your hand, that you don't love me Tell me one more time as teardrops start to fall Shout it to me and I'll shout it to

Hello one and all Was it you I used to know Can't you hear me call On this old ham radio All I got to say I'm alive and feeling fine If you come my way

Sometimes you start feelin' so lost and lonely Then you'll find it's all been in your mind Sometimes you think someone is the one and only Can't you

think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the court 'cause Joe Buddens