Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July I had a firecracker waiting to blow Breakin' like a rocket who makin' its way To the cities of Mexico Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've broken up and busted up since
And love don't play any games with me Anymore like she did before The world won't wait, so I better shake That thing right out there through the door Hell, I still love you, New York
Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place When I was drunk and I was thinking of you Every day the children they were singing their tune Out on the streets and you could hear from inside Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd I would wait for you and I'd try to hide
And love won't play any games with you Anymore if you don't want 'em to The world won't wait and I watched you shake But honey, I don't blame you Hell, I still love you, New York Hell, I still love you, New York New York
I remember Christmas in the blistering cold In a church on the upper west side Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm You were holding my trust like a child Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B But I tried to keep the overhead low Farewell to the city and the love of my life At least we left before we had to go
And love won't play any games with you Anymore if you don't want 'em to So we better shake this old thing out the door I'll always be thinkin' of you I'll always love you though New York I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York
Compositor: David Ryan Adams (BMI)Editores: Barland Music (BMI), Songs Of Universal Inc (BMI)Publicado em 2001ECAD verificado obra #22398170 e fonograma #2730274 em 07/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM