歌词
The elevated train by my window doesn't faze me anymore
The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams
It's a lullaby, in its way
The elevated train drives everyone insane, but I don't mind, oh no
When I bring back boys, they can't tolerate the noise
And that's okay 'cause I never let them stay
And one day, I'm hoppin' that elevated train, and I'm ridin' away, yeah
It won't be long now
The boys around the way
Holler at me when I'm walkin' down the street
Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride
It's a compliment, so they say
They boys around the way
Holler at me every day, but I don't mind, oh no
If I'm in the mood, it will not be with some dude
Who is whistling 'cause he has nothing to say
Or who's honking at me from his Chevrolet
And one day, I'm hoppin' in a limousine
And I'm ridin' away, yeah, yeah, yeah
It won't be long now
Ay, Usnavi, help SOS!
Good morning, Vanessa!
If it isn't the loveliest girl in the place
You've got some schmutz on your face
Good morning!, Good morning! Vanessa
Vanessa, Vanessa
Vanessa! I'm thirsty, cono!
Can I get a Pepsi and some packing tape?
Uh, my cousin over there with his tongue hanging out
Has been meaning to ask you
Yes?
What would a lady such as yourself might be doing tonight?
Does your cousin dance?
Like a drunk Chita Rivera
Okay, after Nina's dinner
We can hit a few clubs and check out the fireworks
Oh snap! Who's that?
Don't touch me, I'm too hot! Yes!
Que paso? Here I go!
So dope! Y tu lo sabes!
No pare, sigue sigue!
Did you see me? Freaky, freak it!
What a way to begin the weekend
Sonny, anything you want is free, man!
And my dearly beloved Dominican Republic
I haven't forgotten you!
Gonna see this honey, make a little money
And one day I'll hop Jet Blue!
But until that fateful day I'm grateful
I got a destination
I'm runnin' to make it home
And home's what Vanessa's runnin' away from!
I'm running to make it home
And home's what Vanessa's runnin' away from!
The neighborhood salon
Is the place I am working for the moment
As I cut their hair, ladies talk and share
Every day, who's doing who and why
The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me
What I wanna be making but I don't mind
As I sweep the curb, I can hear those turbo engines
Blazing a trail through the sky
I look up and think about the years gone by
But one day I'm walking to JFK and I'm gonna fly!
It won't be long now
Any day