paroles de chanson Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters (Part 2) - Elton John

I used to think that New York city
Fell from grace with God
And innocence abroad
Waged a war for the underdog
When the snow falls, and Central Park looks like a Christmas card
I just looked beyond the bagman
And the madness that makes this city hard
I heard a basketball
Somewhere out beyond a chain link fence
Inner city prisoners, argue for the right of self defense
But there's a fast break
And every work of art wakes something in the soul
Just focus on the brush strokes
And the bouquets that the dancers hold
Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
While I walk along the West side down through little Italy
Searching for the city (searching for the city)
That took away the kid in me, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
Yeah, Mona Lisa's getting older
Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
While I walk along the West side down through little Italy
Searching for the city (searching for the city)
That took away the kid in me, yeah (yeah)
Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
Yeah, Mona Lisa's getting older
Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
While I walk along the West side down through little Italy
Searching for the city (searching for the city)
That took away the kid in me
The kid in me, yeah
Searching, searching, searching for the city
Kid in me, yeah
Kid in me, yeah
Searching, searching, searching for the city
Kid in me, yeah
Kid in me, yeah