Oh, come to me Or I'll come to you I only wanna do what you want to Be real mean Or read magazines Your tongue is sharp, but all my love's a whetstone new Laura, there's something about the way You sit and you smoke on the fire escape I'd walk from Harlem to Sheepshead Bay Just to hear your lips moving to say my name I guess that's all I wanted to say Take a walk with me Tell me anything Would your sister care If you let me cut your hair? Take a walk with me 'Round the willow tree It may weep in lines But we're just entwined Laura, there's something about the way You make eyes with me 'cross the gallery I'd walk from Harlem to Sheepshead Bay Just to hear your lips moving to say my name I guess that's all I wanted To be near you In your arms where Autumn cannot even touch us now Laura, there's something about the way You sit and you smoke on the fire escape I'd walk from Harlem to Sheepshead Bay Just to hear your lips moving to say my name I guess that's all I wanted to say