sullivan street where I meet a girl therenshe knows the bouncer who lets us innshe leaves me there, nkisses my neck, ascends up a stairnflatman carries my shoes and says,ngive us any trouble, it'll be trouble for you nnthat's when i feel needles in my sleeping legni feel a tap from a tapping hand that says,nlisten to me buddy. i'm an angel you gotta understand. nnyou've been wasting all your timeni've been watching over you. nyou're far out. nyour life is over here, not where you arenno doubt you are a good kid pound for pound. nncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me? do you feel all right?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me, buddy? nni turn and see a thousand men waiting just like mensome seats are empty,nbut the cocktail's free. nnand the Waiters are not servingnjust observing as they wait mechanicallynmy eyes keep closing, but my mind is free nncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me? do you feel all right?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me? do you feel all right?ncan you hear me, buddy?ncan you hear me, buddy?nnnlet me be!nlet me be! ni think i'm slowing down. ni've been let down. ni think i'm slowing down.