Words & Music by JANA PERI
Recording Credits: JANA PERI (Electric Guitar/Lead Vocals), JIM STELLATO (Bass Guitar/Background Vocals), ROB HOLM (Drums/Percussion/Background Vocals), DANIEL REY (Producer/Additional Guitar)
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In the city, I'm walking the streets
It's so gritty
Feel the heat from the pavement
Shooting on up to the skyscrapers
And when I feel that city heat,
I know I've got to move my feet to the city beat
The Big Apple is making me sick
Full of worms and lunatics in the subway
Asking me to give my money
But when the A train comes at last,
Lady, you've got to move your ass to the city beat
Don't let it get you down
Don't ever wear a frown
Just hold your head up high
And hold your bag real tight
On the weekend, I'm going to work on the east side
My boss is a jerk
Giving orders
He thinks the place is an army boot camp
But when the troops stop stuffing their mouths,
Baby, it's time to move 'em out to the city beat
In the city, I'm walking the streets
It's so gritty
Feel the heat from the pavement
Shooting on up to the skyscrapers
And when I feel that city heat,
I know I've got to move my feet to the city beat
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