Lyrics:
on a New York station
She doesn't believe what she hears at all
Ooh, she started dancin' to that fine, fine music
You know, her life was saved by
can apply to transcript, yo
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we New
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Ayo, New York, New York, big city of dreams
But some dreams get
ain't got 30 G
A Cuban on the Southside sells for 33
I'm goin 12 and out because the shit is hurtin me
The dope is gettin short up in New York too
We
the evergreens
But I know what I'm needing
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind
It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty, how they lovin' it player?
Baby, you impressive let's get to know each other (yeah)
You
In the heart of little old New York
You'll find a throughfare
Its the part of little old New York
That runs into times square
A crazy quilt that
York, New York
City that never shuts up
In the daylight everything is so gory
You can hear snatches of stranger's sorry stories
And I moved there from
And well eating new york cheese cake
Too much to finish it right there
Taking sweet leftovers
Into the hotel indeed
Taking them home yeah
Was asked by
forever/Statue of Liberty/Long live the World Trade/Everybody sing it/Everybody sing it/In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of/ There???s nothing
laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me
Going home
In
de jazz, j’ai connu
La note bleue disparue
De Manhattan, de ses avenues
Je suis venue…
De New York à Paris,
Mon coeur a choisi, Paris mon chéri
Fais de
In the heart of little old New York
You'll find a throughfare
Its the part of little old New York
That runs into times square
A crazy quilt that
Don't tell me about towns like New York, Frisco
I'm not interested in all that small talk, go go
I'm one satisfied being here by my baby's side
Just
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On the mean streets of New York, everyone has
Here's a smoker yeah the Newport that you bought
Want to hear this bump from New City, New Guinea to New York!
(Niggy what?!)
Chorus: Rustic
fifty, one sixty-nine
I got it, you want a box of condoms? What kind?
That's two quarters, two quarter waters
The New York Times
You need a bag for
my life, you dig me?
Now I was talkin' with my sister from New York City
She said she know this ball player and he think I'm pretty
Psych, I'm
Hannibal
From Long Island to Queens light up the New York scenes
All the way to New Orleans and everything in between
Left to go bless a show in Mexico
on a New York station
She don't believe what she heard at all
She started dancin' to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll
the evergreens
But I know what I'm needing
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a New York state of mind
It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with
And you turned into a grown-up female stranger
If I was lyin' by you now, I wouldn't be here at all
Well we parted so hard
Me rushing 'round New York
into a suitcase
One love fading from a photograph
One soul searching for a soul mate
With a need to know
New York and I'm just passing by
New York in
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