The Doobie Brothers - 8th Avenue Shuffle

Hey, hey, honey, what's on your mind?
Well, you said that sleeping with a poor band's not your style
Ain't that just a little unkind
Hey, Marlon Brando, what would you do in a spot like this?
I don't play as your pawn tonight

Doing the New York Hustle with a hundred dollar miss
Summer night in the city
New York girls, they always make you feel so fine
There's music, and I can always hear it playing
New York Nights and there's music in the streets

A-doing the Eighth Avenue Shuffle on a Friday afternoon
With the hum of a thousand engines
Singing that old familiar tune
And now yakety yak and don't talk back
When I die, lay me down with my Pontiac
Tell those high school queens of mine
That the prom was for your monkey shine

Summer night in the city
New York girls, they always make you feel so fine
There's music, and I can always hear it playing
New York Nights and there's music in the streets

Another night, another town
I'm out on the road and there's no one around
And it's raining, yeah, it's raining
Silence is all around
It's cold and lonely, oh darling, if only I could feel it
Oh, can you feel it? (Oh-oh, can you feel it?)
(Ooh-ooh, can you feel it?)
(Oh-oh, can you feel it?)
(Ooh-ooh, can you feel it?)
(Oh-oh)

Doing the Eighth Avenue Shuffle on a Friday afternoon
With the hum of a thousand engines
Singing that old familiar tune
Hey, Marlon Brando, do you agree it feels so fine?
Doing the New York Hustle
These girls are doing the monkey shine

Summer night in the city
New York girls, they always make you feel so fine
There's music, and I can always hear it playing
New York Nights and there's music in the streets

Written by:
Patrick Simmons

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