King Of 7th Avenue lyrics

King of 7th Avenue I can count all the lights in the city from the ledge on the twenty- seventh floor.
There must be ten thousand window or more.
It`s a hobby I can count on, helps me forget about the cold.
And I get to meet the neighbors for as long as the ledge will hold.

In the window across from me, a man is committing a robbery.
It`s another form of the New York City lottery.
His ears must be burning, he drops the bag and he stares.
I`m the man out on the building.
Yes, there`s no net down there...
And there`s a woman below that I see.
Her silhouette is quite beautiful.
It plays tricks on my memory.

Puts a face on the shadows in front of me.
A crowd below is forming, beneath this
window ledge, my throne.
I am the King of Seventh Avenue,
New York City is my home.

I think the sirens have come for me,
Their searchlights reach up to the balcony.
They bathe me in light, blind me so I can`t see.

I hear the crowd all ask for jumping,
While the cops all ask for calm.
Even the pigeons think I`m something,
The whole city is in my palms.
My daughter Lisa says to me,