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John Phillips
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Frankie
Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer Frankie, he never gives you no big answer Frankie, he lives on 125th street and Broadway With pin-ups and mugs, dealers of drugs People getting beat up by junkies and thugs Yeah Frankie, he only wants to be dancer
(Spanish Harlem's a special kind of city) (Tough as concrete but still has time for pity)
Frankie is one of bodies that satisfies Who sexualize the world He's a physical magician when he fires his ignition Doesn't need permission, just uses intuition Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer
Roof to roof, stepping high Frankie knows he can fly Catch a star to the sky Wave as they all pass by
Frankie's folks, they never had much money So Frankie was raised on love, not milk and honey Frankie's friends, on 125th street, had warned him, said, 'Frankie get out' So they helped him stay straight, controlling his fate They know his talent is the key that will open up the gate Yeah Frankie, he only wants to be dancer
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com (You know that Frankie, he's one of those bods that satisfies) (Who sexualized the world)
He's a physical magician when he fires his ignition Doesn't need permission, just uses intuition Yeah Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer
Roof to roof, stepping high Frankie knows he can fly Catch a star to the sky Wave as they all pass by
(Frankie only wants to be dancer) (Frankie never gives you no big answer, no)
Frankie, he lives on 125th street and Broadway With pin-ups and mugs, dealers of drugs People getting beat up by junkies and thugs He's a physical magician when he fires his ignition Doesn't need permission, just uses intuition He's staying straight, controlling his fate He knows his talent is the key that will open up the gate
Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer Frankie, he only wants to be a dancer
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