"7th Avenue" lyrics

"7th Avenue"

Yeah, you, you look like trouble
You, you're always dancin'
Look who's fashion conscious
True, always romancin'
Out until the sunlight
Nothin' else to say
Puttin' out 'til mornin'
Well then just walk away

I've seen your pictures in the magazine
I knew it must be you
You know I really wanna meet you, girl
On 7th Avenue

It's your sweet attitude

You, you're always playin'
I don't know what you're sayin'
You, you like the night life
Well, diamond girls don't think twice
Showy strings of pearls and
Trips around the world
Got men 'round your fingers
Well, that's my kind of girl

I've seen your pictures in the magazines
I knew it must be you
You know I really want to meet you, girl
On 7th Avenue

It's your sweet attitude

Yeah, you, you look for trouble
You, you're always dancin'
Look who's fashion conscious
True, always romancin'

I got love I want to show you
I know it's up to you
You know I'm dyin' to meet you, girl
On 7th Avenue
On 7th Avenue
On 7th Avenue
You know I really want to meet you, girl
On 7th Avenue


Writer(s): Stephen E. Pearcy
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