I saw Karen O live in a basement in Brooklyn Had a dream that night that you came back to me My father called three times
I stayed up all night, walked across the bridge Saw the city come down, watched you fade into it I saw a fine young man in a two-thousand-dollar suit Do his best Bob Dylan for a crowded room
I saw Karen O live in a basement in Brooklyn Had a dream that night how I should've been My father called three times, but my mailbox is full of his messages Though I doubt he knows it
I don't want to leave Manhattan So I climb the stairs to get to your apartment I don't want to leave Manhattan So I climb the stairs to get to your apartmеnt I don't want to leave Manhattan So I climb the stairs to gеt to your apartmentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.