Sid Vicious
My Sid Vicious in a military jacket
He is doin' drugs right here in front of everyone
When he puts his arm around me, tells me I'm so pretty
Makes me wet and we just met but I think I'm in love
He's a rebel, tastes like heaven and tequila
He's upset that no one's dancin', that's New York for ya
When he says he's leavin' in the morning I play cool
But I cannot stop thinkin' 'bout him, what is wrong with us?
But you are probably used to this
This shit happens all the time
Three AM the lights come on
And damn my heart is breaking
All the moments never long enough
I hope it's not the vodka when
You say I'm on your mind
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
I'm gonna ride it out, ohh
Here it comes, the feelin' hits me hard like chronic
I make coffee, do the dishes, stayin' busy
But I don't sleep, I think about you and your tattoos
And I'm tryin' to convince myself you miss me
But you are probably used to this
This shit happens all the time
Three AM the lights come on
And damn my heart is breaking
All the moments never long enough
I hope it's not the vodka when
You say I'm on your mind
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
And I'm gonna ride it out, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I'm gonna ride it out
He is doin' drugs right here in front of everyone
When he puts his arm around me, tells me I'm so pretty
Makes me wet and we just met but I think I'm in love
He's a rebel, tastes like heaven and tequila
He's upset that no one's dancin', that's New York for ya
When he says he's leavin' in the morning I play cool
But I cannot stop thinkin' 'bout him, what is wrong with us?
But you are probably used to this
This shit happens all the time
Three AM the lights come on
And damn my heart is breaking
All the moments never long enough
I hope it's not the vodka when
You say I'm on your mind
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
I'm gonna ride it out, ohh
Here it comes, the feelin' hits me hard like chronic
I make coffee, do the dishes, stayin' busy
But I don't sleep, I think about you and your tattoos
And I'm tryin' to convince myself you miss me
But you are probably used to this
This shit happens all the time
Three AM the lights come on
And damn my heart is breaking
All the moments never long enough
I hope it's not the vodka when
You say I'm on your mind
'Cause New York City hurts for you tonight
And I'm gonna ride it out, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I'm gonna ride it out
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Writer(s): Sabrina Louise Bernstein
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