So, here we go
With my faith and my hand’s really shook up
Airplane, take us away to New York City
Music critique, record pressed
Carolina, southern Carolina
Listen to me sing, New york City
And if your heart is broken
You’ll find fellowship with me
And if your ears are open
You’ll hear honesty from me, tonight
Hair on my head, tongue in my mouth
I have got it all figured out
Open up your heart tonight, New York City
Tongue in my ear, hair in my mouth
I want you to figure me out
Open up your arms tonight, New York City
And if your heart is broken
You’ll find fellowship with me
And if your ears are open
You’ll hear honesty from me, tonight

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