You're looking to win it, but not taking it in Uppers give you heart impotence but don't tell you anything. People are saying, you're losing your feel. Pretend you don't hear
Holed up in white Harlem, your conscience and you You night need sympathy but that's not what I'd tell you Your winning day was long ago Don't let it show.
You're walking on marble, it's scorching your feet Penthouse celebrity, Yes But watch what you eat People are saying you're losing your feel Pretend you don't hear
