Thursday, February 12, 2009


“The style is the man himself”

- George-Louis

1 comment:

tnash said...

Many years since I was here, on the street I was passin my time away
To the left and to the right, buildings towering to the sky
Its outta sight in the dead of night
Here I am, and in this city, with a fistful of dollars
And baby, youd better believe....

Im back, back in the new york groove
Im back, back in the new york groove
Im back, back in the new york groove
Back in the new york groove, in the new york groove

In the back of my cadillac
A wicked lady, sittin by my side, sayin where are we?
Stop at third and forty-three, exit to the night
Its gonna be ecstacy, this place was meant for me

Feels so good tonight, who cares about tomorrow
So baby, youd better believe...


Im back, back in the new york groove