New York

New York, you're bad to me
You spend my money and my energy
Change my plans without apology
When nothing's running express

New York, you don't treat me right
Cars and sirens keep me up each night
And your diamond studded pavement's a trick of the light
Ooh, you put my love to the test

I'm tied up like a pretzel
Trying to be what I'm not
You should make me feel special
But I'm just a drop in your pot

Someday I'll settle down
With some sweeter, cleaner, greener town
And I won't mind having all that space around
But you'll be hard to forget

I'm tied up like a pretzel
Trying to be what I'm not
You should make me feel special
But these sorry-starry eyes are on every city block

Someday I'll settle down
With some sweeter, cleaner, greener town
And I'll make my waves while all your new lovers drown
And the train keeps running and the world spins round
But something will be missing it's true
Oh New York there's no getting over you
Oh New York there's no getting over you



Credits
Writer(s): Daphne Gampel
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