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ANGEL OF EIGHT AVENUE Mott The Hoople The willow in the wind is gently weeping No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of eighth avenue, manhattan morning. Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning She moves my arm around 'cause she is burning She has so much to give but so little time to live My angel of eighth avenue, manhattan morning. As I look down the streets are slowly forming And the ladies of the night have start performing And the trash-collectors horn salutes the dawning And soon the workward bound will they wake up yawning And soft warm hands behind that give no warning Tell me, for just one hour have I been learning I have so much to say but so little time to stay With my angel of eighth avenue, manhattan morning With my angel of eighth avenue, manhattan morning

    


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