Coney Island Baby

Written by: Lou Reed

Times Played 1
First Played 10-27-2013
Last Played  10-27-2013

Lyrics:

  • You know, man, when I was a young man in high school
  • You believe in or not, that I wanted to play football for the coach
  • All those older guys, they said he was mean and cruel
  • But you know, I wanted to play football, for the coach
  • They said I was to little too light weight to play line-back
  • So I say I'm playing right-in
  • 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 gonna 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, it has been up for sale

  • And you getting to think about, all the things you done
  • And you getting 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 are never going to be a human being
  • And you start thinking again
  • About all those things that you've done
  • And who it was and who 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 see you through
  • Oh, my Coney Island baby, now
  • (I'm a Coney Island baby, now)
  • I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel
  • And the Lord appeared and he has one made of two
  • Coney Island baby
  • Man, I swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you