Too many choices
In New York I found a friend
To drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices through the hard sell
Voices down a stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In New York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You can walk around the block
Without a change of clothing
Hot as a hair dryer in your face
Hot as handbag and a can of mace
New York
I just got a place in New York
New York New York
In New York you can forget
Forget how to sit still
Tell yourself you will stay in
But it's down to Alphaville(?)
New York
New York, New York
New York, New York
New York
The Irish been coming here for years
Feel like they own the place
They got the airport, city hall
The asphalt dance floor (??)
They even got the police
Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics
Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew
Happily not like me and you
That's where I lost you
New York
New York, New York
New York
New York, New York
New York
New York
In New York I lost it all
To you and your vices
Still I'm staying on to figure out
Midlife crisis
I hit an iceberg in my life
You know I'm still afloat
You lose your balance, lose your wife
In the queue for the lifeboat
You better put the women and children first
But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York
New York
New York
New York, New York
In the stillness of the evening
When the sun has had it's day
I heard your voice whispering
Come away now
New, New York
New...
New York
New York
In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on a cell phone Voices from home Voices through the hard sell Voices down a stairwell In New York Just got a place in New York In New York summers get hot Well into the hundreds You can walk around the block Without a change of clothing Hot as a hair dryer in your face Hot as handbag and a can of mace New York I just got a place in New York New York New York In New York you can forget Forget how to sit still Tell yourself you will stay in But it's down to Alphaville(?) New York New York, New York New York, New York New York The Irish been coming here for years Feel like they own the place They got the airport, city hall The asphalt dance floor (??) They even got the police Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew Happily not like me and you That's where I lost you New York New York, New York New York New York, New York New York New York In New York I lost it all To you and your vices Still I'm staying on to figure out Midlife crisis I hit an iceberg in my life You know I'm still afloat You lose your balance, lose your wife In the queue for the lifeboat You better put the women and children first But you've got an unquenchable thirst for New York New York New York New York, New York In the stillness of the evening When the sun has had it's day I heard your voice whispering Come away now New, New York New... New York New York Explain Request ×
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