New York City Summergirl
I took a trip to Harlem to see where my lonely angel's gone
All winter long
Now where'd she get those wings from and my god
From where'd she get those limelight colored eyes
I know, you know this is just a dream
But come Friday night, that angel's gonna wake me
Then the only thing I'll want in this whole world
Is for her to be my New York City Summergirl
This must be what true love's like
She's flowing up and down and round my simple mind
From far beyond the ocean the siren's cry:
"Run my chicken run, down Rainbow one"
She's blowing kisses in my dreams
They settle down upon my shivering sailor heart
They tell me just where I need to be, and I'm pretty sure
The city's the place to start
I know you were never meant to be
Walking with me in the cold on the New Street
Still the only thing I want in this whole world
Is you to be my New York City Summergirl
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
These days, won't come round no more I'm sure
So baby let's fall in love
I've taken that long way round
To meet you in your prime, darling
Just let your hair down low, baby
And dance like you'll dance no more
('Cause you're my...)
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
You know, it's your heart I'm gunning for
"The taste of fruit from distant gardens
Makes it hard, I can't deny
To fall in love one Monday morning
With the plain red dirt, dressed up all in white"
All winter long
Now where'd she get those wings from and my god
From where'd she get those limelight colored eyes
I know, you know this is just a dream
But come Friday night, that angel's gonna wake me
Then the only thing I'll want in this whole world
Is for her to be my New York City Summergirl
This must be what true love's like
She's flowing up and down and round my simple mind
From far beyond the ocean the siren's cry:
"Run my chicken run, down Rainbow one"
She's blowing kisses in my dreams
They settle down upon my shivering sailor heart
They tell me just where I need to be, and I'm pretty sure
The city's the place to start
I know you were never meant to be
Walking with me in the cold on the New Street
Still the only thing I want in this whole world
Is you to be my New York City Summergirl
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
These days, won't come round no more I'm sure
So baby let's fall in love
I've taken that long way round
To meet you in your prime, darling
Just let your hair down low, baby
And dance like you'll dance no more
('Cause you're my...)
New York, you're my New York Summergirl
You know, it's your heart I'm gunning for
"The taste of fruit from distant gardens
Makes it hard, I can't deny
To fall in love one Monday morning
With the plain red dirt, dressed up all in white"
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Akesson, Petter Sandstrom, Pontus Akesson, Johan Vesterlund, Simon Akesson, Tobias Lundgren
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