Lyrics It Won't Be Long Now - Karen Olivo

The elevated train by my window doesn't phase 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 walking down the street
Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride
It's a compliment so they say
The boys around the way holler at me everyday
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 driving away!
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 mornin!
Good mornin!
Vanessa
Vanessa
Vanessa!

Vanessa! I'm thirsty, coño!

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 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!
¿Qué paso? Here I go!
So dope! ¡Y tu lo sabes!
¡No pare! ¡Sigue, sigue!
Did you see me?
Freaky, freaky

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
An one day I'll hop Jet
Blue!

But until that fateful day, I'm grateful I got a destination
I'm running to make it home
And home's what Vanessa's running away from
I'm running to make it home
And home's what Vanessa's running 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