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Sad lookin' faces On these money makin' races ya A tired child With a soul that's running wild ya On a saturday subway to a long distant place I'm trying to find just a little bit of pride to laugh and forget your face I don't understand you, walking away You got intimidated ya Do you glorify that I complete disarray on this sentimental saturday? The strange perfume of the lovers in the room ya The bloody axes of the men who take your taxes ya On a saturday taxi ride to a faraway place I'm tryin' to find just a little inch of pride to smile and forget your face I don't understand you walkin' away You got intimidated ya Do you glorify that I complete disarray On this sentimental saturday I don't understand you walkin' away Was I intimidating ya Do you glorify that i complete disarray On this sentimental saturday? Letras de canciones I've been lost in New York City It ain't so pretty I've been runnin' around the world Without the lover in me I made it all up anyway I don't understand you walkin' away You got intimidated ya Do you glorify that I complete disarray? I made it all up anyway I don't understand you walkin' away Was I intimidating ya? Do you glorify that I complete disarray On this sentimental saturday? From Letras Mania