Thank You, New York (feat. Gaby Moreno)
I'm getting from here to sleep
On the wings of 134 eldridge street
Where I used to dream
Wide awake and good company
Reaching up for stars that I couldn't see
Through the lights of the city
But neither snow nor sleet nor rain
Ever kept me from the apple of my eye of the hurricane
Singing thank you New York may I have another
The more you dizzied up our weather vane
The more honey on the apple of my eye of the hurricane
Singing thank you New York may I have another
May I have another if I come back
New York may I have another
May I have another New York
Eight of strong, make you four of sweet
One of bitter served up that's what it's gonna be
For my baby and me
We're moving back to the city
Neither hate nor fear nor pain
Are gonna keep us from the apple of our eye of the hurricane, singing
Farewell '16 sweet as sugar's bitter
Half of you and ten of this champaign
This city is the apple of my eye of the hurricane, singing
Farewell '16 sweet as sugar's bitter
May I have another
Is that all you've got?
Oh man, '16 did you think eleven rounds would be enough to knock us down
Thank you New York, may I have another?
May I have another?
I'm coming back to you
New York 'cause I need another
'Cause there ain't no other New York
On the wings of 134 eldridge street
Where I used to dream
Wide awake and good company
Reaching up for stars that I couldn't see
Through the lights of the city
But neither snow nor sleet nor rain
Ever kept me from the apple of my eye of the hurricane
Singing thank you New York may I have another
The more you dizzied up our weather vane
The more honey on the apple of my eye of the hurricane
Singing thank you New York may I have another
May I have another if I come back
New York may I have another
May I have another New York
Eight of strong, make you four of sweet
One of bitter served up that's what it's gonna be
For my baby and me
We're moving back to the city
Neither hate nor fear nor pain
Are gonna keep us from the apple of our eye of the hurricane, singing
Farewell '16 sweet as sugar's bitter
Half of you and ten of this champaign
This city is the apple of my eye of the hurricane, singing
Farewell '16 sweet as sugar's bitter
May I have another
Is that all you've got?
Oh man, '16 did you think eleven rounds would be enough to knock us down
Thank you New York, may I have another?
May I have another?
I'm coming back to you
New York 'cause I need another
'Cause there ain't no other New York
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Wayland Bartlett, Christopher Scott Thile
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