Pretty (Windy City)

I left Chicago
Driving the van I was your man
But you had your mind set
On Chicago til the end
Now the breeze blows me back
To old friends, a new tune

But it's a little less pretty
This windy city
Without you

I'm up in the sky bar
The model guys are
Mixing me a drink
Clay gives mine a swirl
He says "hey, where's the girl?"
As he hands it to me with a wink
It tastes amazing
The sky is blazing
Violet, red and pink

What a pity, I think
And I feel blue
'Cos it's true

This windy city
It looks a little less pretty
Without you

When I left Chicago
I found myself under the rain
Now I'm flying higher
Summer breeze, another plane
Today looks amazing
From the window in the skies

But the Windy City
Seems a little less pretty
Without your eyes

It's six in the morning
The winter's thawing
Down on Oak Street beach
I look to the East
The sky's this feast of light
It's like a scene
Where two lovers kiss
In a Bob Zemeckis flick
Except it's missing a female lead

This city's more pretty with you I mean
Yeah it's true

This windy city
It looks a little less pretty
Without you

What a pity
We broke up on
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