Silk Stocking District Songtext
von Julie Curly

Walking in the streets of Manhattan
Smiling back at Woody Allen
You make it big in the Upper East Side
Your tiny skirts earned that money

Dreaming of the Broadway stage
You left your small western town for good
But soon the dreams were left behind
Having to pay the rent, you started to resign

(Silk Stocking District) Dirty sex in satin sheets
(Silk Stocking District) Plaza hotel, Big daddy′s money
(Silk Stocking District)Fields of strawberry, Streets of champagne
(Silk Stocking District)


Having Breakfast at Tiffany's
You came across Martin Scorsese
Maybe he could have a role for me?
Turned out you were an extra, after lunch, not in the movies

As a whole bunch of wannabee actors
You made your auditions in hotel chambers
After all, sleeping your way to stardom
Was a cheap price to pay for your reputation

(Silk Stocking District) Dirty sex in satin sheets
(Silk Stocking District) Plaza hotel, Big daddy′s money
(Silk Stocking District)Fields of strawberry, Streets of champagne
(Silk Stocking District)

Walking in the streets of Manhattan
Woody Allen looks down on you
Recalling last night in satin sheets
Now you start to feel cheap


Fifth Avenue never look so bleak
Falling stars never felt so weak
Tiny skirts never look so cheap
Broadway dreams never felt that far...