NATIVE
NEW YORKER
New York
City New York
City girl New York
City New York
City girl You grew
up riding the subways Running
with people Up in
Harlem, down on Broadway You’re
no tramp, but you’re no lady Talkin’
that street talk You’re
the heart and soul of New York City And love Love is
just a passing word It’s
the thought you had in a taxi cab That got
left on the curb When he
dropped you off East end 3rd You’re
native New Yorker You
should know the score by now You’re
native New Yorker The
music plays Everyone’s
dancing Closer
and closer Making
friends and finding lovers There
you are, lost in the shadows Searching
for someone To set
you free from New York City And oh Where
did all those yesterdays go When you
still believed Love
could be like a Broadway show You were
the star, when did it close? You’re
a native New Yorker No more
hope is the door For a
native New Yorker You
should know the score by now You’re
a native New Yorker |