I'm digging through the glove box I thought I had a map in here The driver's door doesn't lock I bought the car my junior year There's candy in my backpack And you can pick our soundtrack We're heading for the East Coast tonight So pack your bags and hold on tight 'Cause we're taking off We're taking off Run away with me We're on the way to New York City Take my hand and see Manhattan never looked so pretty Travel light and see the world right You'll never know if you never go so Run away with me And say hello to New York City Feet up on the dashboard We're driving with the windows down Did you forget your phone cord? We'll buy one in the next small town Get dinner at an IHOP A shower at a truck stop We'll listen to some Johnny Cash Take my hand and don't look back 'Cause we're moving on We're moving on Run away with me We're on the way to New York City Take my hand and see Manhattan never looked so pretty Travel light and see the world right You'll never know if you never go so Run away with me And say hello to New York City Run away Run away Run away Run away Run away with me We're on the way to New York City Take my hand and see Manhattan never looked so pretty Travel light and see the world right You'll never know if you never go so Run away with me Stroll the midtown streets And tell me that you don't feel giddy Lady Liberty Ain't throwing us a wink or is she? Travel light and see the world right You'll never know if you never go so Run away with me And say hello to New York City Say hello to New York City Say hello to New York City

New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun New york city ... broadway lights New york city ... oh baby, funny nights New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun New york city ... broadway lights New york city ... oh baby, funny nights New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun Mmmh baby New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun New york city ... broadway lights New york city ... mmmh baby, funny nights New york city ... here we come New york city ... just for fun New york city ... broadway lights New york city

To know what it's like to love somebody the way I love you To know what it's like to love somebody the way I love you To know how it feels to kill yourself with bad habits To know what you want, know you'll never truly have it New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on me tonight When I went away, saw your face in my rearview I know that look on your face, that I had lost you New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me tonight You promised, I promised I never knew I could be this selfish Nights downtown, it's a new town But I keep thinking I see your face in the crowd But you're not here and you won't be 'Cause you loved me enough to let go of me New York City, please go easy on me tonight New York City, please go easy on this heart of mine 'Cause I'm losing my lover to the arms of another New York City, please go easy on me tonight

Did you ever see a woman Coming out of New York City With a frog in her hand Did you ever see a woman Coming out of New York City With a frog in her hand I did don't you know I did don't you know I did don't you know And don't it show

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)