Washington Heights

Baby, come and find me
Where salsa music drowns the air
Baby, take the C train
One hundred twenty blocks from ol' Times Square

Takes a little navigation
After the construction and the police investigation
In ninety five minutes you're Harlem bound

Baby, while you're riding
Keep an open eye
You don't know where the crackhead's hiding
And as you emerge from underground
Take a gander at the Eden I have found

Baby, come and find me
In the garden of ghetto delights
Baby, I need saving
Get me the hell out of Washington Heights

Help me to find what's dying in the trash room
Smell smells you ain′t never smelled before
One time I found a pigeon in the kitchen
Though there′s bars on the windows and locks on the door

Inside there's no natural sunlight
Inside I can only grow bamboo
Inside I recite and recite and recite
Mister Washington and me are through

Baby, come and find me
You can grab a bag of schwag on the way
But if it′s getting dark out
You better be planning to stay

Just a little concrete cabin
Sure it's not the village, but at least it′s in Manhattan
In ninety-five minutes you're Harlem bound

Hope that you speak Spanish
Simply say hello, and the neighbors tend to vanish
We'll take a stroll through the Polo grounds
And marvel at the Eden I have found

Baby, we'll be singing
Dominican karaoke tonight
Baby, I need saving
Get me the hell out of Washington Heights

I love the bodega on the corner
Where the lady calls me "Papi"
Your beer is easy on the pocket
And so is your rent

For one year, I admired you
Two years I embraced you
But six fucking years
Was an accident

Baby, come and find me
Where salsa music drowns the air
Baby, take the C train
One hundred twenty blocks from ol' Times Square

Baby, come and find me
Join me in some sleepless nights
Baby, I need saving
Get me the hell
Out of Washington Heights