Dan Mills - Ballad lyrics

Well he ripped a boge Right to the end And he said you listen good my cousin, Manhattan ain't got nothing on a good friend So when your fast cash goes And your bats won't bend He said you call me up my cousin, Manhattan ain't got nothing on a good friend And I thanked him for his great escape But I think I'm staying here 'Cause there's bills to miss and there's plans to break And nobody ever would stay awake back home Well she wrote her name With a Mont Blanc pen She said you call me when you need me, Manhattan gets so rough without a good friend And the ones who break they don't know to bend So don't get too confident too quickly, Manhattan chews you up when you pretend And I thanked her for her sage advice But I'm doing okay here Because all these restaurants are overpriced They all stay open late at night And mistakes are nice, they make me feel at home Well I called my sister in the summer said I'm thinking about moving here She said do it now before you get a job and get married can't go nowhere But now I can't go nowhere because there's too many chances here I must admit I miss my friends but I'm staying here