Take your job and you take your pay
Go down the same staircase every day
The #9 bus, then the subway
Come back home and do it all again
6â3â and basketball scars
Got your dreams but just a penny jar
So you live for your days off that are so short
And donât you wonder what itâs all for?
But I know you got more
Statistics never tell the whole score
And Iâm banging on your door
âCause you found a way to my heart
You got me
Feeling free
In the middle of a concrete jungle
Baby, itâs a miracle to me
You got me
To really see
We ainât so stuck
We got more than what you see
Put you in a box so they know what youâre about
The cityâs in a grid, so go figure it out
Freedom to chooseâ but donât you go out of the lines
Itâs hard for a shaky hand when youâre painting all the time!
Thatâs the part of it that I canât stand
I chose you just for who you are, despite all their demands
Iâm tired of the things that box us in
âCause what we make together, baby, is a perfect combination
And I know you got more
Statistics never tell the whole score
And Iâm banging on your door
âCause you found a way to my heart!
You got me
Feeling free
In the middle of a concrete jungle
Baby, itâs a miracle to me
You got me
To really see
We ainât so stuck
We got more than what you--
Oh you do, you do, you do
In the middle of a concrete jungle, baby, itâs a miracle
Yeah, feelin, feelinâ free
We ainât so stuck we got more than what you see
(really got this thing for you, baby
Really got it bad!
They wanna know in twenty words or less
But all I know is that itâs something I gotta have!)
You got me
Feeling freeâ¦