Put on my lipstick, I know its gonna get big tips,nSteppin into costume so I can give my patrons kicksnStep outside for a cigarette and its starting to snow,nEvery time it gets cold I begin to think of younnHold on a minute, they're calling menSuga, suga, suga, come herenDance a little closer I can almost feel younSuga, suga, come here, you're all I got to keep me warmnnAdmittedly its cliche but I'm still writing you lettersnMy room here is cozy and sparse and decorated with posters of Big SurnIve never been there, but I want you to take me,nThough I think paradise is a place you visit and not a place you livennThat's why everything is better in manhattan,nOh people aren't hungry, they are starving in ManhattannAnd the buildings are tall and the sky is something to search fornIn ManhattannnOh in my spare time I'm making a garden on my fire escapenI cant wait to watch my seedlings find the sunnIt wont be easy, cause nothing ever isnThats why everything tastes so goodnSo my love I got all my ropes and chainsnI'm gonna give 'em to you for your birthday..nYou can do even what you want, but I hope you're gonna tie me up nYou can do even what you want but I hope you're gonna tie me up and singnnOh suga, suga, suga, come here, dance a little closer I can almost feel younSuga, suga, come herenYou're all I got to keep me warmnSuga, suga, come here, oh I can almost taste younI'm gonna put you out on the street and watch you grownIn the concretennOh my love, this time you go to farnHow many times must I repeat myself nI love you, there, I said itnand I meant it,nOh I love you, there I said it and I meant every wordnI love you, there I said it, now will you take itnOr will you put it out on the street and watch it grownin the concretennEverything is better in ManhattannOh the spoons aren't silver, they're gold in ManhattannAnd the buildings are tall and the sky is something to reach fornIn manhattan, oohnIn manhattan, oohnIn manhattan, In manhattan