used to be the king The king of old Broadway Again I will be king And be on top to stay Used to be the king King of old Broadway On top to stay, hey
ass hung the fuck up Just like a bunch of clothes Hey, ma we stretch work like you touch your toes And in the middle of July we got that summer snow
Broadway Hotel Nothing was stranger than being yourself And he replied, with a tear in his eye "Love was a roll away, just a cajole away Mist on a summer
time in the east coast nitch Down on Broadway and do a little diddy Smack dab in the middle of New York City, oh yeah Now, I was leaving California on a warm summer night
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I used to be the king The king of old Broadway Again I will be king And be on top to stay CHORUS: Used to be the king King of old Broadway On top to
I saw George alive Was in the summer of seventy-five He said he was in love, I said I'm pleased George attended the opening night Of another Broadway
hung the fuck up just like a bunch of clothes Hey ma, we stretch work like you touch your toes And in the middle of July we got that summer snow I got
little time in that east coast niche Down on Broadway and do a little ditty Smack dab in the middle of New York City I was leavin' California on a warm summer night
back to you someday you taught us well but we are makin our own way gonna get our little names on the brights lights big lights on broadway and summer nights
I saw George alive was in the summer of seventy-five he said he was in love I said I'm pleased George attended the opening night of another Broadway
saw George alive was in the summer of seventy-five he said he was in love I said I'm pleased George attended the opening night of another Broadway hype