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Take the high line to Whitney
And I feel like a jitney bit me
I don’t got no body
I mean I don’t have a body on me
Why would you give me
A fancy silky suit when you can
See I got no body really
I don’t have a body
I’m just a head, floating there
Like a head floats there when a head floats there
Take the high
Hello
Add a bitty snickerdoodle dandy to a
Place like candy sandy, and he
Drowns in the money all around him, and she
Drowns in the money all around her family
High line, take the high line
Take it all the way to Whitney
Say, my grandpop’s name was Whitney and he
Didn’t have a body neither
High
Hello
Howdy do
High, high
Oh my
Up into the skittle in the sky, patty party in the
Trees in the dirt in the concrete, gentle
Gentlemen & gentlewomen walking, buying
Townhouses and condos by the
High line to Whitney
And I feel like a jitney hit me
I don’t got no body
No I do not have a body on me
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
Windy like whiskey
It’s a windy wispy Wednesday city
How could you do this to me how
Could you do this to me and
Why would you give me
A fancy silky suit when it is clear
I got no body, Whitney
I don’t have a body
I’m just a head
Floating there, like a head floats there when a head floats there
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