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In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on a cell phone Voices from home Voices through the hard sell Voices down a stairwell In New York Just got a place in New York In New York summers get hot Well into the hundreds You can walk around the block Without a change of clothing Hot as a hair dryer in your face Hot as handbag and a can of mace New York I just 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 its down to Alphaville(?) New York New York, New York New York, New York New York The Irish been coming here for years Feel like they own the place They got the airport, city hall The asphalt dance floor (??) They even got the police Irish, Italians, Jews and Hispanics Religious nuts, political fanatics in the stew Happily not like me and you Thats where I lost you 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 Im staying on to figure out Midlife crisis I hit an iceberg in my life You know Im still afloat You lose your balance, lose your wife In the queue for the lifeboat You better put the women and children first But youve got an unquenchable thirst for New York New York New York New York, New York In the stillness of the evening When the sun has had its day I heard your voice whispering Come away now New, New York New... New York New York |
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New York Times - Unknown - CAT STEVENS
?Sexo en Nueva York?: Sexo, Amor, New York, Feminismo
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