.God choreographs every Manhattan street
And the cabbies all weave
Through this clockwork ballet
Headlights like tinsel
Through the sweat, smoke and steam
What a magical, comitragical death of my dream
I told her I loved her>Over five thousand ways
But I never simply said .
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