You are new to the city of New york all these street signs and long streets confuse you, the concrete jungle overwhelming you when betty sees you and drives next to you in a convertible car hey cat, you look mighty lost i was just driving home from a bust out and saw you look lost more than the usual yorker i mean, hop in and ill take you where you want to go you get in and show her the address well groovy honey thats where i live too we must be neighbours well ill be we it must be fate.
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