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SOPHIE B. HAWKINS >> Merchandise Links
SOPHIE B. HAWKINS
Blue you're always dancing in my hand The way you toss your hips and things you've said (moving like an angel) Gazing out my window on the bus (on Washington Square) I saw New York crack a smile for us Blue I hope you like me too I've been painting pictures on my wall of you Blue I don't believe this is a tease You could rule my world baby if you please Skipping down the streets of Harlem I hear your sweet soul calling me If I could play the violin I'd make a symphony in Blue I Hope you like me too I've been painting pictures on my wall of you Oh Blue Blue Won't you come dance with me There's a party in full swing right down the street When you strut like an Italian Movie star Taking your Cappuccinos into the park Everybody wants to know who you are Writing poetry until it gets dark Dropping your dirty laundry off once a week The delivery boys compete But you never let them past the stoop 'Cause you know that you're the neighborhood scoop
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