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People that stareThey never careWhen you're dressed up like thatIn a Mexican hatFace right from the sunYou've been lying on your lawn for daysThere's things about youThat I don't wanna knowDon't know what youLook like without any clothesI don't even think thatI'd like to find outIt might beAll weirdCheck it outLet's move to New YorkAnd live out of a vanDress like ladiesDress up like old menWe can plaster ourselvesSome love all over the townAnd bathe in a fountain at nightWhen there's no one aroundLetras de cancionesPeople that leaveAnd wanna go cheapRidin' with usOn this Chinatown busYour dirt and your greaseLeave a stain in the seats for daysWe sit and guessWhere everyone goesIs that some garbage?And is it a rose?Just trampled and beatBy the passengers' feet on the floorCheck it outLet's mot to New YorkAnd live out of a vanDress like ladiesDress up like old menWe can plaster ourselvesSome walls all over the townAnd bathe in a fountain at nightWhen there's no one around From Letras Mania