Waking Up in the City Songtext
von The Ditty Bops
Waking Up in the City Songtext
Waking up in th′ city, what are we gonna do?
Take a picnic to the park, sing songs about the moon?
I will bring a Frisbee. I will bring the dog
We'll frolic in the pesticided grass beneath the smog
Don′t gotta worry 'bout bee stings, don't gotta worry ′bout ants
Now′s the time to take off our shoes and dance that cartoon dance
In the afternoon time, we will stroll downtown
Past messengers on bicycles and men dressed up in gowns
If we should get tired, let's just take the bus
I hope that it′s not crowded, so we can sit up front
I can't even see them scrape the sky
Blurring the fashions, whizzing by
Sun gets down in th′ evening, lights start flashing on
Th' city swells with energy, the nightlife has begun
Hustle-and-a-bustle, so many sites to see
Endless excitement keeps me up ′til three
Don't wanna go to the movies. Who wants to sit inside?
I didn't get on the guest list, don′t want to wait in line
Let′s go get pierogies at my favorite café
The waitresses are grumpy and their English ain't so great
We′ll talk ourselves in circles, 'til the pancakes are all gone
Today′s become tomorrow, I can see the pink of dawn
Oh, I'm getting tired, I′m oh-so tired, I think it's time
To retire, time for bed, to rest my sleepy head
Take a picnic to the park, sing songs about the moon?
I will bring a Frisbee. I will bring the dog
We'll frolic in the pesticided grass beneath the smog
Don′t gotta worry 'bout bee stings, don't gotta worry ′bout ants
Now′s the time to take off our shoes and dance that cartoon dance
In the afternoon time, we will stroll downtown
Past messengers on bicycles and men dressed up in gowns
If we should get tired, let's just take the bus
I hope that it′s not crowded, so we can sit up front
I can't even see them scrape the sky
Blurring the fashions, whizzing by
Sun gets down in th′ evening, lights start flashing on
Th' city swells with energy, the nightlife has begun
Hustle-and-a-bustle, so many sites to see
Endless excitement keeps me up ′til three
Don't wanna go to the movies. Who wants to sit inside?
I didn't get on the guest list, don′t want to wait in line
Let′s go get pierogies at my favorite café
The waitresses are grumpy and their English ain't so great
We′ll talk ourselves in circles, 'til the pancakes are all gone
Today′s become tomorrow, I can see the pink of dawn
Oh, I'm getting tired, I′m oh-so tired, I think it's time
To retire, time for bed, to rest my sleepy head
Writer(s): Amanda Barrett, Signe Dewald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com