You're the kind of person that I've been dreaming of You're the kind of person that I always wanted to love And when I first seen you walk right through
Coney island baby, now, I'm a Coney island baby, now I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel And all the kids and P.S. 192 Coney island baby
You're the kind of girl that everybody's warned me about You're the kind of person that everybody's just staring at But now you are a topless dancer working
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna) I warned you all the time to get yourself In line, you never did it I took you everywhere no one else could Bear all your bullshit
back to Coney Island in the middle of the summer I'm so high Coney Island high Walkin' on the boardwalk [unverified] my baby tonite I'm so high Coney Island
, i won't chicken out hey, wait, babe wait up now hey babe, wait up now if we could find a space where we could both stretch out roll like coney island
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Sitting on a carousel ride Without any music or lights Everything was closed at Coney Island And I could not help from smiling I can hear the Atlantic
not Friday (Ohh) Saturday (Ohh baby) Sunday (Ohh Coney Island) Coney Island (Ohh Coney Island) Coney Island (Ohh Coney Island) Coney Island (Ohh Coney Island) Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island Coney Island
, now, now, now, glory of love Glory of love, give it to me now, glory of love see you through Oh, my Coney Island baby, now (I'm a Coney Island baby,
As crazy as it seems I'm having recurring dreams You are not there but she is, so now split Coney Island girl Coney Island girl Coney Island girl Coney Island
I warned you all the time to get yourself in line You never did it I took you everywhere, no one else could bear All your bullshit Your headtrips were
Early in the morning Drove through Shrigley taking pictures And on to Killyleagh Stopped off for Sunday papers At the Lecale District Just before Coney Island
Coney Island Baby She's my Coney Island Girl She's a princess, in a red dress She's the moon in the mist to me She's my Coney Island Baby She's my Coney
'd be screamin' coney she'd be dreamin' coney go get 'em coney coney bone to bone screamin' coney she'd be screamin' coney get back in town get back in
I'm on my way But you can only hold my diamond ring Well I go crawling back to the woman I love She's already taken everything Im goin' to Coney Island
