girl in new york
Bags in your hand as you kiss me
Telling me you're gonna miss me
Promise you'll be on your best behavior
Give me your flight information
Call when you land, say you made it
Sweet little me told you, "Go have a good time"
I didn't mean forget about me riding in a yellow taxi
Who the hell are you on your way to?
You said I was yours
Maybe just on the West Coast
'Cause as soon as you left home
You got wandering eyes
So I guess you lied
When you said I was special
You're not as smart as you think you are
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
I know there's always temptation
Guess I'm a little more patient
Baby, I've been on my best behavior
Fuck you for making me crazy
While you buy her drinks out on Eighth Street
Sweet little you showing her such a good time
You easily forget about me riding in a yellow taxi
Back to your hotel and she's coming with you
You said I was yours
Maybe just on the West Coast
'Cause as soon as you left home
You got wandering eyes
So I guess you lied
When you said I was special
You're not as smart as you think you are
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Telling me you're gonna miss me
Promise you'll be on your best behavior
Give me your flight information
Call when you land, say you made it
Sweet little me told you, "Go have a good time"
I didn't mean forget about me riding in a yellow taxi
Who the hell are you on your way to?
You said I was yours
Maybe just on the West Coast
'Cause as soon as you left home
You got wandering eyes
So I guess you lied
When you said I was special
You're not as smart as you think you are
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
I know there's always temptation
Guess I'm a little more patient
Baby, I've been on my best behavior
Fuck you for making me crazy
While you buy her drinks out on Eighth Street
Sweet little you showing her such a good time
You easily forget about me riding in a yellow taxi
Back to your hotel and she's coming with you
You said I was yours
Maybe just on the West Coast
'Cause as soon as you left home
You got wandering eyes
So I guess you lied
When you said I was special
You're not as smart as you think you are
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Who the hell is she taking you from me?
Baby, I know about the girl in New York
Credits
Writer(s): Cleo Jade Tighe, Nessa Barrett, Evan Blair
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