FastG45
05-17-2008, 06:24 PM
Start spreading the news,
Big Browns’ on his way,
He has a date with destiny, New York, New York
Glue-on vagabond shoes,
Three weeks from today,
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York
Brown will wake up in a city that doesn’t sleep,
To find he’s king of the hill, top of the heap
These little Brown blues
Are melting away
Take the Triple Crown as part of it
In old New York
If he can win it there
He can win it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York
I wish Sinatra could sing my lyrics and make a parody song kinda like the people that made the Bad Bad Leroy Brown song did.
Big Browns’ on his way,
He has a date with destiny, New York, New York
Glue-on vagabond shoes,
Three weeks from today,
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York
Brown will wake up in a city that doesn’t sleep,
To find he’s king of the hill, top of the heap
These little Brown blues
Are melting away
Take the Triple Crown as part of it
In old New York
If he can win it there
He can win it anywhere
It's up to you, New York, New York
I wish Sinatra could sing my lyrics and make a parody song kinda like the people that made the Bad Bad Leroy Brown song did.