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New York City's Killing Me
by Ray LaMontagne



There's just somethin' about this hotel
Got me wishin' I was dead
Got to get out of New York City, son
Somewhere I can clear my head

I was just kickin' along the sidewalk
No one looks you in the eyes
No one asks you how you doin'
Don't seem to care if you live or if you die

I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Got to get out of New York City, boy
New York City's killin' me

It was just outside of Nashville
I met the woman of my dreams
Sure would like to get to know her
Maybe find out what it means

I get so tired of all this concrete
I get so tired of all this noise
Gotta get back up in the country
And have a couple drinks with the good ole' boys

I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me out of New York City, son
New York City's killin' me

I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me out of New York City, son
New York City's killin' me

Got to get out of New York City, son
New York City's killin' me
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written by RAYCHARLES JACK LAMONTAGNE
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