My Belle Amie lyrics by SET TEE

Ma Belle Amie, you were a child of the sun and the sky and the deep blue sea.
Ma belle amie, apres tout les beau jours, je te dit merci merci!

You were the answer to all my questions before were through.
I want to tell you, that I adore you and always do.
That you amaze me by leaving me now to start a new.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.

Let the bells ring. Let the birds sing.
Lets all give my substitute a big cheer.
Let the bells ring.
Let the birds sing for the man after him waits here.
For the man after him waits here.

Ma Belle Amie, you were a child of the sun and the sky and the deep blue sea.
Ma belle amie, it was a time that you thought that your only friend was me.

You were the answer to all my questions before were through.
I want to tell you, that I adore you and always do.
That you amaze me by leaving me now to start a new.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.

Let the bells ring.
Let the birds sing. Lets all give my substitute a big cheer.
Let the bells ring.
Let the birds sing for the man after him waits here
For the man after him waits here.

Ma Belle Amie, you were a child of the sun and the sky and the deep blue sea.
Ma belle amie, apres tout les beau jours, je te dit merci merci!

You were the answer to all my questions before were through.
I want to tell you, that I adore you and always do.
That you amaze me by leaving me now to start a new.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.
Ma belle amie, I'm in love with you.

Now I know, "Spanish harlem" are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York city

Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge, while people run you through
And I thank the Lord, there's people out there like you
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

While Mona Lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say, "Good morning" to the night
For unless they see the sky, but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

This Broadway's got, its got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes I might join in
I go my way alone, grow my own
My own seeds shall be sown in New York city
Subways no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo, he can drown

And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found

While Mona Lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say, "Good morning" to the night
For unless they see the sky, but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

And now I know, "Spanish harlem" are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York city.
Subways no way, for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo, he can drown

And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found.

While Mona Lisas and mad hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say, "Good morning" to the night
For unless they see the sky, but they can't and that is why
They know not if it's dark outside or light

They know not if it's dark outside or light

I used to think that New York City
Fell from grace with God
And innocence abroad
Waged a war for the underdog
When the snow falls
And Central Park looks like a Christmas card
I just looked beyond the bagman
And the madness that makes this city hard

I heard a basketball
Somewhere out beyond a chain link fence
Inner city prisoners
Argue for the right of self-defense
But there's a fast break
And every work of art wakes something in the soul
Just focus on the brush strokes
And the bouquets that the dancers hold

Spanish Harlem still sounds good to me
Yeah Mona Lisa's getting older
Standing in the shadow of Miss Liberty
While I walk along the west side
Down through Little Italy
Searching for the city that
That took away the kid in me

I'm back on dry land once again
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in a drain,
We're all hunting honey with money to burn
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.

If the boys all behave themselves here
Well there's pretty young ladies and beer in the rear,
You won't need a gutter to sleep in tonight
The prices I charge here will see you alright.

So she lays down beside me again
My sweet painted lady, the one with no name,
Many have used her and many still do
There's a place in the world for a woman like you.

Oh! Sweet painted lady
Seems it's always been the same,
Getting paid for being laid
Guess that's the name of the game.

Forget us we'll have gone very soon
Just forget we ever slept in your rooms,
And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds
Where love's just a job and nothing is said.