New York City
When I tell people
I live in the city that never sleeps
They all wow in excitement
And tell me that
I am the luckiest they've ever met
They say must be so nice
To be always surrounded by shining lights
Must bring everyone joy and put on your face
The most enthusiastic smile
They don't know
When in the train you're packed like a sardine
Surrounded by the cheesy smell of stinky feet
An armpit in your face makes the trip a treat
And a crazy preacher's listing all of your sins
But there's no other place where I'd rather live
One bite of the apple is all that I need
Eight million souls and triple the dreams
That's why New York City is the city for me
You go down the street with coffee in hand
While the sun shines bright
And a family of rats crosses right where you are
Making you spill and scald your arm Accidentally staining some old woman's coat
Now no longer white
You say sorry but she doesn't care
And begins to call you moron and piece of shite
Now you're late
You wanna run but there's a tourist wave
Some hobo calls you handsome
So you spare them change
The line to get your MetroCard
Is too long to wait
What the hell!
You take a thirty dollar Uber instead
But there's no other place where I'd rather live
Cause this is the city for people who dream Noises and mayhem sound sweet to my ears
Because New York City is the city for me
New York City
Why you gotta be so damn pretty?
The lights and the music
The fashion is bougie
The food is so good it's undisputed
A stroll on Broadway and then we go
On Top of the Rock to dance all night long
Sparkling island
Your skyline is brighter at night time
Down at the Blue Note
You play jazz to my soul
In Chelsea a Queen kisses me on the cheek There is no time to go to sleep
We got too many dreams to live
There's no other place where I'd rather live One bite of the apple is all that I need
Eight million souls and triple the dreams That's why New York City is the city for me
I live in the city that never sleeps
They all wow in excitement
And tell me that
I am the luckiest they've ever met
They say must be so nice
To be always surrounded by shining lights
Must bring everyone joy and put on your face
The most enthusiastic smile
They don't know
When in the train you're packed like a sardine
Surrounded by the cheesy smell of stinky feet
An armpit in your face makes the trip a treat
And a crazy preacher's listing all of your sins
But there's no other place where I'd rather live
One bite of the apple is all that I need
Eight million souls and triple the dreams
That's why New York City is the city for me
You go down the street with coffee in hand
While the sun shines bright
And a family of rats crosses right where you are
Making you spill and scald your arm Accidentally staining some old woman's coat
Now no longer white
You say sorry but she doesn't care
And begins to call you moron and piece of shite
Now you're late
You wanna run but there's a tourist wave
Some hobo calls you handsome
So you spare them change
The line to get your MetroCard
Is too long to wait
What the hell!
You take a thirty dollar Uber instead
But there's no other place where I'd rather live
Cause this is the city for people who dream Noises and mayhem sound sweet to my ears
Because New York City is the city for me
New York City
Why you gotta be so damn pretty?
The lights and the music
The fashion is bougie
The food is so good it's undisputed
A stroll on Broadway and then we go
On Top of the Rock to dance all night long
Sparkling island
Your skyline is brighter at night time
Down at the Blue Note
You play jazz to my soul
In Chelsea a Queen kisses me on the cheek There is no time to go to sleep
We got too many dreams to live
There's no other place where I'd rather live One bite of the apple is all that I need
Eight million souls and triple the dreams That's why New York City is the city for me
Credits
Writer(s): Pasqualino Beltempo
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