Song Lyrics

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
Voices 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
New York, New York

In New York you can forget, forget how to sit still
You tell yorself you will stay in
But it’s down to Alphaville

New York, New York, New York
New York, New York

In New York
New York

The Irish been coming here for years
Feels like they own the place
They got the town, city hall, airport, c- asphalt,
They even got the police
Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics
Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew,
Living happily not like me and you
That’s where I lost you… New York

New York, New York, New York
New York, New York

In 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
Hit an iceberg in my life
But yeah I’m still afloat
Ya lose your balance, lose your wife
The queue for the lifeboat
You got to put the women and children first
But you’ve got and 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

It’s in New York

Ra da da da da
Bu bu bu da da

In New York
I said oh, ohh
It’s in New York