Karaoké It Won't Be Long Now In the Heights (musical) (Karen Olivo & Robin de Jesús)

The elevated train by my window doesn't faze me anymore

The rattlin' screams don't disrupt my dreams

It's a lullaby in its way

The elevated train drives everyone insane but I don't mind oh no

When I bring back boys they can't tolerate the noise and that's okay 'cos I never let them stay

And one day

I'm hoppin' that elevated train and I'm ridin' away yeah yeah

It won't be long now

The boys around the way holler at me when

I'm walkin' down the street

Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride

It's a compliment so they say

The boys around the way holler at me every day but I don't mind oh no oh oh

If I'm in the mood it will not be with some dude who is whistlin' 'cos he has nothin' to say

Or who's honkin' at me from his Chevrolet

And one day

I'm hoppin' in a limousine and I'm drivin' away

Yeah yeah yeah

It won't be long now

Ay Usnavi help

SOS

Good morning Vanessa

If it isn't the loveliest girl in the place

You've got some schmutz on your face

Good morning

Good morning

Vanessa

Vanessa yah yah

Vanessa

Vanessa

I'm thirsty coño

Can I get a Pepsi and some packin' tape

Uh

My, my cousin over there with his tongue hanging out has been meaning to ask you

Yes

What a lady such as yourself might be doing tonight

Does your cousin dance

Like a drunk Chita Rivera

Okay

After Nina's dinner we can hit a few clubs and check out the fireworks

Oh snap

Who's that

Don't touch me I'm too hot

Yes

Qué pasó

Here I go

So dope y tu lo sabes

No pare

Sigue sigue

Did you see me

Freaky freak it

What a way to begin the weekend

Sonny anything you want is free man

And my dearly beloved

Dominican Republic

I haven't forgotten you

Gonna see this honey

Make a little money and one day I'll hop Jet Blue

But until that fateful day

I'm grateful

I got a destination

I'm running to make it home

And home's what Vanessa's running away from

I'm running to make it home

And home's what Vanessa's running away from

The neighborhood salon is the place I am workin' for the moment

As I cut their hair ladies talk and share

Every day who's doin' who and why

The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me what

I wanna be making but I don't mind

As I sweep the curb

I can hear those turbo engines blazing a trail through the sky

I look up and think about the years gone by

But one day

I'm walkin' to JFK and I'm gonna fly

It won't be long now

Any day