[Vanessa: Verse 1] D A The elevated train by my window D Doesn't faze me anymore G The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams F#m G It's a lullaby, in its way D A The elevated train drives everyone insane D G But I don't mind, oh no D When I bring back boys G they can't tolerate the noise D And that's okay, F#m G 'cause I never let them stay [Chorus 1] G And one day, I'm hoppin' that elevated A D train and I'm riding away! A D It won't be long now! [Vanessa: Verse 2] D The boys around the way A holler at me when D I'm walking down the street G Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride— F#m G It's a compliment, so they say D A The boys around the way holler at me every D G day but I don't mind, oh no D G If I'm in the mood, it will not be with some dude F#m Who is whistling 'cause he has nothing to G say Or who's honking at me F#m from his Chevrolet!
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[Chorus 2] G And one day... A I'm hoppin' in a limousine D and I'm driving away! A D It won't be long now! [Usnavi, Benny, Sonny: Verse 3] G Oh snap! Who’s that? G Don't touch me, I'm too hot! Yes! G Qué pasó? Here I go! G A So dope! Y tu lo sabes! G No pare // Sigue sigue! G Did you see me? // Freaky freakit! G A What a way to begin the weekend G A Sonny, anything you want is free, man! G And my dearly beloved Dominican Republic, I haven't forgotten you! A Gonna see this honey, F#m make a little money, and one day, I'll hop Jet Blue! G But until that fateful day, I'm grateful A I got a destination G I'm runnin' to make it home A And home's what Vanessa's runnin' away from! G I'm runnin' to make it home A And home's what Vanessa's runnin' away from...
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[Vanessa: Verse 4] D The neighborhood salon A is the place I am D working for the moment G As I cut their hair, ladies talk and share F#m G Every day, who's doin' who and why... D A The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me what D G I wanna be making but I don't mind G As I sweep the curb I can hear those turbo F#m G engines blazing a trail through the sky [Outro] G I look up and think about F#m the years gone by G A But one day—I'm walkin' to JFK Bm and I'm gonna fly! A G It won't be long now! Bm A D Any day...
