Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coney Island Baby, artist - Lou Reed. Date of issue: 13.10.2005
Song language: English
Coney Island Baby |
| You know, man, when I was a young man in high school |
| You believe it or not, I wanted to play football for the coach |
| And all those older guys |
| They said that he was mean and cruel, but you know |
| Wanted to play football for the coach |
| They said I was a little too light weight to play linebacker |
| So’s I’m playing right end |
| Wanted to play football for the coach |
| 'Cause, you know some day, man |
| You gotta stand up straight unless you’re gonna fall |
| Then you’re going to die |
| And the straightest dude |
| I ever knew was standing right for me all the time |
| So I had to play football for the coach |
| And I wanted to play football for the coach |
| When you’re all alone and lonely in your midnight hour |
| And you find that your soul has been up for sale |
| And you begin to think about a-a-all the things that you’ve done |
| And you begin to hate just about everything |
| But remember the princess who lived on the hill |
| Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong |
| And right now she just might come shining through |
| And the glory of love, glory of love |
| Glory of love just might come through |
| And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off |
| They’re talking behind your back saying, man |
| You ain’t never going to be no human being |
| And you start thinking again |
| About all those things that you’ve done |
| And who it was and what it was |
| And all the different things you made every different scene |
| Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place |
| Something like a circus or a sewer |
| And just remember different people have peculiar tastes |
| And the glory of love |
| The glory of love |
| The glory of love might see you through |
| Yeah, but now, now |
| Glory of love |
| The glory of love |
| The glory of love might see you through |
| Glory of love, ah huh huh |
| The glory of love |
| Glory of love, glory of love |
| Glory of love, now, glory of love, now |
| Glory of love, now, now, now, glory of love |
| Glory of love, give it to me now |
| Glory of love’ll see you through |
| Oh, my Coney Island baby, now |
| (I'm a Coney Island baby, now) |
| I’d like to send this one out to Lou and Rachel |
| And all the kids and P. S. 192 |
| Coney Island baby |
| Man, I’d swear, I’d give the whole thing up for you |