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Jesse Malin – NY Nights lyrics
When my high top sneakers hit the ground
On the run from heavens' hand me downs
I want to see your face
When I fall from grace, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day
Storefront gypsies laying tarot cards
On my tv they're still playing God
I'm sick of politricks
I need another kiss, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day
And if you ever change your mind
I'd feel a lot better
Looking for the perfect crime
Or giving up, never baby, no
From the desert to this love stained town
I still find comfort in the underground
It's written in my soul
It's unconditional, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day and
Hold me close in the New York night
Be my ghost, be my satellite
And promise me it will be okay
When we touch down at jfk
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
On the run from heavens' hand me downs
I want to see your face
When I fall from grace, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day
Storefront gypsies laying tarot cards
On my tv they're still playing God
I'm sick of politricks
I need another kiss, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day
And if you ever change your mind
I'd feel a lot better
Looking for the perfect crime
Or giving up, never baby, no
From the desert to this love stained town
I still find comfort in the underground
It's written in my soul
It's unconditional, baby
Hold me close in the New York night
A holy ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be okay
Your mother dreamed of a better day and
Hold me close in the New York night
Be my ghost, be my satellite
And promise me it will be okay
When we touch down at jfk
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
Lal, lal, la, la, la
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