Lyrical Response

[PastaJoe]

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas
And ate all your razors while pullin' the waiters
Talking bout Monroe and walkin' on snow white
New York's a go-go and everything tastes right
Poor little Greene

[muppy]

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good enough for me

[PastaJoe]

It was nothing at all (nothing at all)
Like anything I had felt before
And nothing at all (nothing at all)
Like I thought, no, it's so much more

No one else has ever made me feel this way

And when I asked you how you did it, you just say
"Baby, it was nothing at all"