It was in Pittsburgh, late one night I lost my hat, got into a fight I rolled and tumbled, till I saw the light Went to the big apple, took a bite
Still the sun went down your way Down from the blue into the gray Where I stood I saw you walk away You danced away
I asked her what we're gonna do tonight She said "Cahuenga Langa-Langa-Shoe Box Soup" We better keep tryin' till we get it right Tala mala sheela jaipur dhoop
She wrote a long letter on a short piece of paper
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