Lyrics:

First I take my finger And put it on your skin Makes a little white mark And then it turns to red again So if you're lazy on a Sunday And you got nothin' to do And you wanna get a sunburn Come on up to the roof I think your nose is peelin' The sun is hot and clear The city's fairly steamin' I can taste your skin from here So if you're lazy on a Sunday Any Tuesday'll do And you wanna get a Sunburn Come on up to the roof See, I was up here yesterday Saw some pigeons on a power line Looked like notes upon a music paper I wrote it down I guess Manhatten Gets the last line Sounds like...