Caught the bus to penn station,
|
my heart was beating with anticipation,
|
but I was bored, on my second day there,
|
that's when I saw her with her long brown hair,
|
girl you said you were feeling sad,
|
yeah, you'd lost the best friend that you'd ever had,
|
I should have known, how could I be so blind?
|
To believe you and all your lies...
|
|
New York City Girl,
|
Irish eyes and skin of pearl,
|
New York City girl,
|
she took me down and she showed me her world,
|
she was a New York City Girl...
|
|
She hangs out at St.Marks Place,
|
where the punks are phoney and the leather is fake,
|
that place lost it's edge some time ago,
|
but I guess the ghettos just got so much soul,
|
oh yeah you're so stuck up,
|
yeah you're so high up,
|
where no-one can touch you,
|
in your New York cool...
|
|
-----------------
|
New York City Girl
|
| Riot 99 |
