In New York freedom feels like too many choices
In New York I found a friend to drown out the other voices
Voices on the cell phone, voices from home
Voices of the hard sell, down the stairwell
In New York, I got a place in New York In New York summers get hot, well into the hundreds
You can't walk around the block without a change of clothing
Hot as a hairdryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
New York, I 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, New York The Irish been coming here for years, feels like they own the place
They got the cab, city hall, airport, asphalt, even got the police
Irish, Italian, Jews and Hispanics, religious nuts, political fanatics
In the stew, living happily not like me and you
That's where I lost her, 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 my midwife crisis
I hit an iceberg in my life but yeah, I'm still afloat
You lose your balance, lose your wife in the queue for the lifeboat
You got to put the women and children first
But you've got an unquenchable thirst
For New York
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York In the stillness of the evening when the sun has had its day
I thought I heard you whispering 'come away child'
New York, New York
I said ooooo
I say New York |
