Lyrics:
on the hill, the mornin' fog
And the cool, cool night
That's where I wanna be: San Francisco
That's where my heart
Up in New York City
I've been to Chicago
I'm going to Colorado
To unload my head
I'm going to New York City
And that's in New York, friends
I'm going to Arizona
Sex on the rocks all
In New York city just walking the street
Ran out of money had nothing to eat
I stopped at the Plaza, that fancy hotel
Where you can check in if
you put it they'll get in the city"
Hahaha so still
I got a hundred guns two hundred clips
Going to New York, New York
I got a hundred guns two
Words and music by Robb (Rabbitt) MacKay
Now there's a new craze a-goin' 'round
It's gettin' bigger in most every town
From New York City out
Yeah
Yeah, I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca
Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever
I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made
and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia
I'm having a hard time
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
on a spree for new degrees
Things to do and see until nothing is new to me
A true MC usually be into a breeze
And I can still see New York City through
Going home
Where the New York city winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me
Going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
In her steam and steel is the passion you feel
Endlessly
New York is a woman, she'll make you cry
And to her you're just another guy
Look down
(spoken)
Hi everybody! I'm David Jo and the Dolls!
We're from New York City!
And we like our Philly soul Chicago-style!
Check it out!
Invested with
the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
Hot now top down
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
love city (love city)
So I took my lady by the hand
And led her to love me, love me, love me!
Where were you when the lights went out
In New York
and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way
New York City well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia
I'm having a hard time
love city (love city)
So I took my lady by the hand
And led her to love me, love me, love me!
Where were you when the lights went out
In New York
the fortunate one who dies
(New York, you ready?)
He move from LAS to Soho
A few blocks for those who don't know
Down the hall punched a hole in the wall
Bounced
don't know (oh)
Down the hall
Punched a hole in the wall
Bounced out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun
Learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too
Going home
Where the New York city winters
Aren't bleeding me
Leading me
Going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
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
comfort there
In a-laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was home
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren't a-bleeding me
Bleeding me
Terror Squad, Bird Gang, D-Block
Just a few of my niggas but
You might know em by the
Gangs in New York gangs in New York
Gangs in New York gangs in New
state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
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