It Won't Be Long Now

The elevated train by my window doesn't faze me anymore
 The rattling screams don't disrupt my dreams
 It's a lullaby, in its way
 The elevated train drives everyone insane but I don't mind, oh no
 When I bring back boys they can't tolerate the noise
 And that's okay cuz I never let them stay
 And one day, I'm hoppin that elevated train and I'm ridin away
 It won't be long now
 The boys around the way
 Holler at me when I'm walkin down the street
 Their machismo pride doesn't break my stride-
 It's a compliment, so they say
 They boys around the way
 Holler at me every day but I don't mind, oh no
 If I'm in the mood, it will not be with some dude
 Who is whistling cuz he has nothing to say
 Or who's honking at me from his Chevrolet
 And one day, I'm hoppin in a limousine and I'm ridin away
 It won't be long now
 Ay, Usnavi, help SOS
 Good morning, Vanessa!
 If it isn't the loveliest girl in the place
 You've got some schmutz on your face
 Good morning!
 Good morning!
 Vanessa...
 Vanessa...
 Vanessa...
 VANESSAAA! I'm thirsty, cono!
 Can I get a Pepsi and some packing tape?
 Uh, my cousin over there with his tongue hanging out, has been meaning to ask you...
 Yes?
 What would a lady such as yourself might be doing tonight?
 Does your cousin dance?
 Like a drunk Chita Rivera
 Okay... after Nina's dinner, we can hit a few clubs and check out the fireworks...
 Oh snap!
 Who's that?
 Don't touch me, I'm too hot! Yes!
 Que paso?
 Here I go!
 So dope!
 Y tu lo sabes!
 No pare
 Sigue sigue!
 Did you see me?
 Freaky Freakit!
 What a way to begin the weekend
 Sonny, anything you want is free, man!
 And my dearly beloved
 Dominican Republic
 I haven't forgotten
 You!
 Gonna see this honey
 Make a little money
 An one day I'll hop Jet
 Blue!
 But until that fateful day I'm grateful
 I got a destination
 I'm runnin to make it home
 And home's what Vanessa's runnin away from!
 I'm running to make it home
 And home's what Vanessa's runnin away from...
 The neighborhood salon is the place I am working for the moment
 As I cut their hair, ladies talk and share-
 Every day, who's doing who and why
 The neighborhood salon doesn't pay me what I wanna be making but I don't mind
 As I sweep the curb I can hear those turbo engines blazing a trail through the sky
 I look up and think about the years gone by
 But one day I'm walking to JFK and I'm gonna fly!
 It won't be long now
 Any day