There's a new world out there. THE MAJOR There's a new world out where? MRS. CARDOZA Mr. Hartley, that's a new melody- what's it called? HARTLEY "Autumn
'm pretending like it's paradise On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day Golden autumn day
fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll Her legend finally reached New York
What have they seen The people down in Lincoln town Wore their hats upon their sleeves I heard some talk in old New York Just ask the autumn leaves
April and May You're New York on a silvery day A Swiss Alp as the sun grows fainter You're Loch Lamond when autumn is the painter You're Moonlight on
been stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told That she could smoke 'em faster than anyone could roll. Her legend finally reached New York
(feat. Autumn Rue, INF-Black, Letha Face) [Intro: Autumn Rue] Spit game.. Spit game.. Game.. Game.. [U-God] I do the damn thing, toast the champagne
window. THREE, FOUR I'm a little nervous 'bout what you'll think When you see me in my swimming trunks And last night in New York I got raging drunk
of old New York My home away from home In the state of New York I came of age When first I started roaming And the trees grow high in New York State And
Who's battling deep within his own soul I was like them down the hole [Chorus] All the memories of your life Like Venice in the spring New York City
new jersey Never coming back no more In my hand i hold a ticket Statue points up to the clouds Now i'm leaving new york city I can hear the seagulls'
thin air He collected up some baby blasted mothers who took their chances And for a while they lived quite happily up there He came from New York city
'm pretending like it's paradise On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...
Well I feel just like a freight train baby, running out of steam. I wanna go on down to New York town, but I'm stuck in between. And I could stay on here
great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York
heart Take him back to New York City And again, Take him back to New York City What she say? Take him back to New York City Now you again, Take him back to New York