All I ever wanted Was to be excited About right now We all wanna be number 1 All I ever wanted Was to be excited About right now We all wanna be number 1 We all wanna be number 1
When I said goodbye She has a tear in her eye I'm like momma don't cry Your little boy got to fly They say up in N.Y. I swear it's going down and I'm gonna have a million dollars when I get back in town
She said "You're just going through a phase can't this be a hobby?" I said "My friends say I'm dope, even Charlie & Robbie" We said our goodbyes And I boarded the plane I was looking out the window at the wings as it rained
We taxied to the runway I could hear the engine howling Thew a prayer up in the air And felt the world escape the ground The buildings, the cars And the towns were small as ants I was destined for the unknown Just lookin for a chance
We landed at LaGuardia I grabbed my bags and stepped Into the cold, the snow was falling I lit a cigarette There was a million yellow taxis Everybody seemed upset A rugged voice from behind me Asked me "Where you tryin to get?" I said "The closest motel, but no tellin tomorrow" He said "You must be from Atlanta" I said "Georgia, how did you know?" "I could tell from your accent That you were from the south" Threw my luggage in the trunk He said "Get it" and we pulled out
Into the sirens and the honking horns The hustle and the bustle And the traffic that's when he said "Welcome to the Jungle" I looked up at all the buildings Until we got to the mot- Before we left he said "I hope you find what you're lookin for"
Then a 19 yr old kid In a motel room in New York Dug his cellie out his pocket Called his parents to report He was alive and doin well and doin fine When he got off the phone He sat down on the corner of the bed All alone
With the TV on the volume mute He grabbed his pen and pad And jotted down ideas about some things That he wanted so bad That he would risk it all to get 'em And it wasn't very long He was asleep and right beside him laid the lyrics to a song called
