Grab yourself a taxi cab,
it's much too far to walk.
The far end of Central Park,
we'll have a drink and talk.
Recall when you first came to town,
still wet behind the ears.
Turn the city upside down
while conquering your fears
That was long ago, Corinne,
a dozen years or more
Not inclined to count, I mean,
don't care to know for sure
Sometimes I think the deepest dark
is right before the day
That's what people say
Look down, look down
for pennies in the street
Look up, look up,
see what your dark eyes meet
Look out, look out,
the subject of your fears
Reflected from the mirror at you,
still wet behind the ears
Remember how I loved you once,
and how you love me too
Both of us have changed so much,
old memories must do
The friends we knew have moved away
They did their time and split
Other faces took their place
There is no end to it
Some are born and some are raised
Right here and never leave
The rest of us are strangers
Find that hard to believe
That might be the attraction
We feel a cut above,
still something near to love
Look down, look down
for pennies in the street
Look up, look up,
see what your dark eyes meet
Look out, look out,
the subject of your fears
Reflected from the mirror,
I used to wait behind the ears
Look down, look down,
for pennies in the street
Look up, look up,
see what your dark eyes meet
Look out, look out,
the sub ject of your fears
Reflected from the mirror
I used to wet behind the
ears