I'm Still a New Yorker
I've made New York City
My home for a decade
Now I hafta sell my house
Pack up
See my friends
Then leave
I'm heading back to my roots
Boy I better pull the straps of my boots
Excited to leave
At the same time I'm sad
There are people here I care about
Their company I'll be without
I fear I'll cease to be the smart city girl
Who sees strength in herself
Who is free
New York City you tyrant
You've shoved me
You've spat on me
I've seen your dirty bowels
I was hanging on a thread
Hustling everyday
Late on the subway
Never made it to Broadway
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
I'm heading for the motherland
It's comparatively rather bland
Let's face it
There's no other place like New York City
The change that's coming my way
Makes me wonder if I'll be okay
New York City
You won't miss me
You'd still go on
But you ain't the one dumping me
I'm the one leaving
For I came
I hustled
I played
I loved
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
But I wanna be a part of it
New York
New York
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
I'm still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be
I'm still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be
My home for a decade
Now I hafta sell my house
Pack up
See my friends
Then leave
I'm heading back to my roots
Boy I better pull the straps of my boots
Excited to leave
At the same time I'm sad
There are people here I care about
Their company I'll be without
I fear I'll cease to be the smart city girl
Who sees strength in herself
Who is free
New York City you tyrant
You've shoved me
You've spat on me
I've seen your dirty bowels
I was hanging on a thread
Hustling everyday
Late on the subway
Never made it to Broadway
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
I'm heading for the motherland
It's comparatively rather bland
Let's face it
There's no other place like New York City
The change that's coming my way
Makes me wonder if I'll be okay
New York City
You won't miss me
You'd still go on
But you ain't the one dumping me
I'm the one leaving
For I came
I hustled
I played
I loved
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
But I wanna be a part of it
New York
New York
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
Goodbye
Goodbye
That's my last slice of real pie
The days have gone by
I can't help but cry
I'll miss these familiar few blocks
Schlepping bags as I walk
As I leave
You make it hard
What's your beef with me?
Are y'a gonna make me
Leave behind
The parts of me
You've made of me?
Or am I still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be?
I'm still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be
I'm still a New Yorker
No matter where I'll be
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