Living In the Land of Abe Lincoln
Popularity ยท Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Every time I try to make sense of New York City
I always give up
I can't get enough of some peace and quiet
Somewhere down in Soho
A woman with four pockets has eyes on his cash
This may be the last one she sees tonight
Should I let him know
Or leave it up to someone else?
She'll take all his dough
Guess I'll leave it up to someone else
Oh, my wife, she thinks I'm crazy
These people upstairs shout "Disco, disco" all day
"I hate disco," I say at the top of my lungs
A polka dot bikini
A girl who smiles at dinner is all this world needs
Not the crime and the grief, it's sad
Should I let them know
Or leave it up to someone else?
You never really know
Guess I'll leave it up to someone else
I'm living in the land of Abe Lincoln
Living in the land of Abe Lincoln
Lois, she's got problems
Her Casanova husband is out on the sly
I should know, I'm the guy who fixed him up
But little does he know
She's the daughter of a gangster who runs this whole town
She'll be sixteen, he'll be underground
But Lois paid me well
Should I let him know
Or leave it up to someone else?
I don't know
You never really know
Guess I'll leave it up to someone else, yeah
Oh, should I let him know
Or leave it up to someone else?
You never really know
Guess I'll leave it up to someone else
Should I let him know
Or leave it up to someone else?