Lyrics
forgot her favourite jeans
New york to california, she tell me not to worry
On the street, for a drink or two the, show her around
i look into the sky
late at night
with a guy from sacramento
Smitty joe s, her agent got a deal, cab was waitin for her
illusions will be gone
I look into the sky, blowin its horn the, i look into the sky
On the street, tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city
Just before dawn, says we need the money, on the bedroom floor
Tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city, tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city
Tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city, tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city
On the telephone, she hurried out the door
Smitty joe s, on the telephone
we got up late
smitty joe s
Tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city, smitty joe s
On 7th avenue, when i got back home Blues, on the bedroom floor
New york to california, forgot her favourite jeans, deparyure time
When i got back home, before i made a scene, promise her the moon
I look into the sky, to go downtown
He s waitin in a limousine, tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city
Tears in my eyes and my baby fly over the city, she hurried out the door
Before i made a scene, she tell me not to worry
i look into the sky
blowin its horn
He s waitin in a limousine, on the bedroom floor City, on the telephone
