Lyrics
Waiting, but I don't mind
I'm all bus stops and heat
I'm neon, in your daylight
I'm the optimist of 30th Street
How it is is how it oughta be
I got anything but moneyed esteem
Drinks on Condé Nast
I'm the optimist of 30th Street
How it is is how it oughta be
I spy on the Up-Upper East
There's no reason to be upset
There's no reason to not expect
There's no room for emptiness
No tea or sympathy
There's no room for emptiness
On a never-empty street
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