New York Atlas

Haa haa haa haa haa
Haa haa haa haa haa hee

Ahh

You see, my car's a little weak
When it rains, it always leaks
But never on my side, only on yours (I'm so sorry)

The blinker light's broken, too
I had to give the signs by hand
Approaching a busy street, down on Broadway
It's was so embarrassing

In mid town tunnel
You said there were windows under the waves
Driving all the way, going to the L.I.E, yeah (if by your...)
But the only thing that I could see was the gray walls
Oh no, no

My driver's license is brand new
(But I wanted to go to the sea)
And I'm afraid to go so far
(But I w-want to...)
Well, Coney island's near, it's still a sea
Though it took two hours to go

At south street sea port
Strolling on the pier just two of us
Not many people hanging out here at night, yeah eyy
Listening to the water splish and splash
We saw the fish jumping

(Yeah iyy yay, woah
Yeah iyy yay
Yeah iyy yay
Yeah iyy yay, woah
Yeah iyy yay, woah)

All around New York 'til this atlas starts to wear
Oh, it's getting dirty and the page is starting to tear, yeah eyy
I'll be better as we go along
No need to fight anymore

At JFK
Let's go see the "Bellies" of the landing planes
That neighborhood (you see)
It's a little tricky for me, yeah eyy
We can stop, it's close to Shea
Let's get some gas and go on, yeah eyy

Don't you worry, we're gonna get there (just get your license)
Don't you worry, we're gonna get there (get your goddamn license right away)

(Hey yeah, woah ehh
Hey yeah, woah ehh)