The Belle Curves - 1968 lyrics
[The Belle Curves - 1968 lyrics]
90 minutes from Manhattan i was born in 96
I grew up on the east end
And it sure felt like the sticks
But I miss the Laurel Canyon of 1968
They left New York City
But I’m 50 years too late
When I was a young girl
I got on my first plane
Down to Huntsville, Alabama
I could barely spell my name
Now I miss the Crescent City
And the magic in the air
Oh, life was slow and easy
The one night I spent there
Now I have friends in Bushwick
A few in Jersey too
But they all work too much now
Like rent is always due
But I miss Greenwich Village
And playing old folk songs
Planning the resistance
Long before my folks were born
I miss cities I've never been to
And friends I've never met
Romanticize and daydream
It'll all come round again
I grew up on the east end
And it sure felt like the sticks
But I miss the Laurel Canyon of 1968
They left New York City
But I’m 50 years too late
When I was a young girl
I got on my first plane
Down to Huntsville, Alabama
I could barely spell my name
Now I miss the Crescent City
And the magic in the air
Oh, life was slow and easy
The one night I spent there
Now I have friends in Bushwick
A few in Jersey too
But they all work too much now
Like rent is always due
But I miss Greenwich Village
And playing old folk songs
Planning the resistance
Long before my folks were born
I miss cities I've never been to
And friends I've never met
Romanticize and daydream
It'll all come round again