Verse 1]
Buddy Jacobson lived fast and bold,
Horses on fire, hearts bought and sold.
Sonny called bets in the neon haze,
Racing through nights and vanishing days.
[Chorus]
Eighty-Fourth Street, Upper East Side,
Models in the window, the city runs wide.
No judge, no jail, no chain to bind,
A man like Buddy leaves the law behind.
[Verse 2]
Melanie Cain — her name sang like rain,
It rhymed in the night with the word cocaine.
But she walked straight, never touched that line,
Her beauty was sharp, her spirit divine.
[Pre-Chorus]
Dawn Eve from Minneapolis shared the stage,
A model’s dream written page by page.
Penthouse nights where the skyline burned,
Every soul watching, waiting their turn.
[Chorus]
Eighty-Fourth Street, Upper East Side,
Models in the window, the city runs wide.
No judge, no jail, no chain to bind,
A man like Buddy leaves the law behind.
[Bridge]
Silbergeld whispers cut through the track,
Scorsese could frame it but can’t bring him back.
Keys hit the floor, the lock gave way,
And the outlaw horseman rode free that day.
[Final Chorus / Outro]
Eighty-Fourth Street, Upper East Side,
Legends don’t falter, they only ride.
No judge, no jail, no chain to bind,
Buddy Jacobson leaves the law behind.
