Naked City The street breathes, shuffling by, Never pausing to hear a cry, The pavement crawls on unaware, Filled with people who don't care. The city
facade, it's da truth So now when I menage and get massaged just to proof Proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin' sodas takin' Paper dat would make take dem photos naked
it's da truth So now wen I manaj and get massaged it's da proof Proofs in dat pudding & dat bakin sodas takin... Paper dat would make... take dem photos naked
