Native New Yorker

Ayy, uh-uuh (woo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
New York, New York
Running pretty, New York City girl
25, 35
Hello baby, New York City girl

You grew up riding the subways running with people (running, running)
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp but you're no lady (no lady)
Talking that street talk (uh, street talk)
You're the heart and soul of New York City
Love, love is just a passing word (oh)
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab
That got left on the curb (ooh)

When he dropped you off at East 83rd, ooh
You're a native New Yorker (New York, New York, woo)
You should know the score by now (you should know-)
You're a native New Yorker (ooh)
Yeah (ooh, hey) (woo)

There you are, lost in the shadows
Searching for someone
To set you free from New York City
Whoa-ooh, where did all those yesterdays go?
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show

You are the star, when did it close?
You're a native New York-New Yorker (woo)
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker, ooh (aah)

Aah-ooh, break it down, woo
Oh, oh it's my city (ayy-ayy, ayy)
Oh (where did all those yesterdays go?) Check it out
(Believed, love could really be like a Broadway show) love could really be

Ooh, you're a native New Yorker
Ooh, you're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (you should know-)
You're a native New Yorker
Ow, ayy, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (woo), oh-ooh

New York, New York
New York City girl, 25, 35
New York City girl



Credits
Writer(s): Sandy Linzer, Denny Randell
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