Lyrics The Four Seasons

The Four Seasons

Wall Street Village Day

Uptown people on the corner watching other people play

And while the people watch them play

The players watch the people

On a Greenwich Village day

Paisley people dressed in colors wearing what they have to say

Some are paisley, some are grey

See them masquerading

On a Greenwich Village day

People there for the show

They came to see - what, they don't know

The Village stores are filled with all kinds of groovy trash and trinkets

And there are scores, the bottoms for everyone who wants to think it

What a wonderful day

To make-believe away

But they can't stay

Tomorrow

Downtown people on the corner watching other people play

And while the people watch them play

The players watch the people

On a Wall Street kind of day

Pinstripe people dressed in colors wearing what they have to say

Some are paisley, some are grey

See them masquerading

On a Wall Street kind of day

People there for the show

They came to see - what, they don't know

The Uptown stores are filled with all kinds of stylish trash and trinkets

And there are scores, the bottoms for everyone who wants to think it

What a wonderful day

To make-believe away

But who's to say

You call the game another name

It's still the same

On a Wall Street Village day