Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Melissa Barrera
Melissa Barrera
Stimme und Gesang
Gregory Diaz IV
Gregory Diaz IV
Stimme und Gesang
Anthony Ramos
Anthony Ramos
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Komponist:in
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Orchestrator:in
Bill Sherman
Bill Sherman
Orchestrator:in
Rob Mathes
Rob Mathes
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Lin-Manuel Miranda
Produzent:in
Brian Lucey
Brian Lucey
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Mischtechniker:in
Steven Gizicki
Steven Gizicki
Musikleiter:in
Alex Lacamoire
Alex Lacamoire
Produzent:in
Bill Sherman
Bill Sherman
Produzent:in
Sergio George
Sergio George
Produzent:in
Derik Lee
Derik Lee
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Craig Rosen
Craig Rosen
Produzent:in
Darren Higman
Darren Higman
Produzent:in
Kevin Weaver
Kevin Weaver
Produzent:in
Pete Ganbarg
Pete Ganbarg
Produzent:in
Riggs Morales
Riggs Morales
Produzent:in
Timothy Marchiafava
Timothy Marchiafava
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Letra

The elevated train by my window doesn't faze me any more The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams It's a lullaby in its way The elevated train drives everyone insane, but I don't mind, oh no When I bring back boys, they can't tolerate the noise And that's okay, 'cause I never let them stay And one day, I'm hopping that elevated train and I'm riding away It won't be long now The boys around the way holler at me when I'm walking down the street Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride It's a compliment, so they say The boys around the way holler at me every day, but I don't mind, oh no If I'm in the mood, it will not be with some dude Who is whistling 'cause he has nothing to say? Or who's honking at me from his Chevrolet? And one day, I'm hopping in a limousine and I'm driving away It won't be long now Oh snap, who's that? Don't touch me, I'm too hot, yes Qué pasó? Here I go So dope, y tu lo sabes No pare, sigue, sigue Did you see me? Freaky freakit What a way to begin the weekend Sonny, anything you want it free, man And my dearly beloved Dominican Republic I haven't forgotten you Gotta see this honey, make a little money And one day, I'll hop Jet Blue But until that fateful day, I'm grateful I got a destination I'm running to make it home And home's what Vanessa's running away from I'm running to make it home And home's what Vanessa's running away from The neighborhood salon is the place I'm working for the moment As I cut their hair, ladies talk and share Every day, who's doing who and why The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me What I wanna be making, but I don't mind As I sweep the curb I can hear those turbo engines blazing a trail through the sky I look up and think about the years gone by And one day, I'm walking to JFK and I'm gonna fly It won't be long now Any day
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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