Sencillo / Pista
The Schuyler Sisters (Sped Up Nightcore)
Letras
There's nothin' rich folks love more
Than goin' downtown and slummin' it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk
At the students in the college just to watch 'em talk
Take Philip Schuyler, the man is loaded
Uh-oh, but little does he know
That his daughters, Peggy, Angelica, Eliza
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at
Work, work
Angelica (work, work)
Eliza and Peggy (work, work, the Schuyler sisters)
Angelica, Peggy, Eliza (work)
Daddy said to be home by sundown
Daddy doesn't need to know
Daddy said not to go downtown
Like I said, you're free to go
But, look around, look around
The revolution's happening in New York (in New York)
(Angelica, work)
It's bad enough daddy wants to go to war
People shouting in the square
It's bad enough there'll be violence on our shore
New ideas in the air
Look around, look around
Angelica, remind me what we're looking for
(She's looking for me)
Eliza, I'm looking for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm looking for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm looking for a mind at work (work, work)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (work)
Woo!
There's nothin' like summer in the city
Someone in a rush next to someone lookin' pretty
Excuse me, miss, I know it's not funny
But your perfume smells like your daddy's got money
Why you slummin' in the city in your fancy heels?
You searchin' for an urchin who can give you ideals?
(Burr, you disgust me) ah, so you disgust me
I'm a trust fund, baby, you can trust me
I've been readin' Common Sense by Thomas Paine
Some men say that I'm intense, or I'm insane
You want a revolution? I want a revelation
So listen to my declaration
We hold these truths to be self-evident
That all men are created equal
And when I meet Thomas Jefferson