Lyrics for "Fulton Bound"

That lady on the train
Sipping coffee on her way
Croisant crumbs are all over her
She’s a mess.
But isn’t she beautiful?

Her quiet calm turns me on
Her easy gentle ways
Is what I’ve been missing so long
Come sit by my side on the subway now
Let’s talk all the way
Fulton Bound

I'm going crazy
I'm limping for fun
In Madison avenue
I can see the Chrysler building
But it doesn't look me in the eye
Just like that blonde girl
From the other poem and stuff.

Have you ever been to New York town?

BarnesandNobleApplestoreRedken
CartierFAOSchawartzSaksFifthAvenue
And the Rockefeller Centre
FOR GOD'S SAKE, THE ROCKEFELLER CENTER!
And all I care for
Are your long long legs
And your soft, wavy hair
That dances gently
Around your shoulders.

She’s a mess
But isn’t she beautiful?

All these gold haired
Blue eyed Gretls
They are killing me man!
Killing me!
Just killing me!
I ain't alright
With all them blondies around
And the bright city lights
I'm growing confused
And I'm loving it

Just killing me!
I mean, picture THAT.

That lady on the train

There's a girl in the train
Blonde, blue eyes
Looking at me

Am I pretty?
Do I look famous?
Does she know I am a genius
And can see beyond time
To what we can achieve together?

Or is it this untimely acne
Right at the tip of my nose?

Have you ever been to New York Town?
That lady on the train
Let’s talk all the way, Fulton Bound

I’m losing it, man
I’m losing it

God bless'em summer dresses
And tiny skirts
It's hot in the island
Hot town, summer in the city.

God bless the chrysler building
And grand central
Hot town, summer in the city.

God bless the ghostbusters
And the point'n'shoot camera
Hot town, summer in the city.

God bless Pershing Square
Currently undergoing roadworks
Sorry for the inconvenience.

Among the buildinds of New York.
I don’t think of you
No, New York is much too fast
But in Montreal,
Along the red maple trees,
the peace of it’s thousand gardens
It feels just like
Having you here.