Текст (слова) песни: Odyssey - Native New Yorker

 
New York City 
New York City girl 
New York City 
New York City girl 
You grew up ridin` the subways, runnin` with people 
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway 
You`re no tramp, but you`re no lady 
Talkin` that street talk 
You`re the heart and soul of New York City 
And love, love is just a passing word (passing word) 
It`s the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb (left on 
the curb) 
When he dropped you off at East and the Third 
Oh, oh, oh 
You`re a native New Yorker  (New York City girl) 
You should know the score by now 
You`re a native New Yorker (New York City girl) 
The music plays, everyone`s dancin` closer and closer 
Makin` friends and findin` lovers 
There you are lost in the shadows, searchin` for someone 
To set you free from New York City 
And oh, where did all those yesterdays go (yesterdays go) 
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show (like a 
Broadway show) 
You were the star, when did it close? 
Oh, oh, oh 
You`re a native New Yorker (New York City girl) 
No more hope is the door 
For a native New Yorker (New York City girl) 
Oh, oh, oh 
You`re a native New Yorker (New York City girl) 
You should know the score by now 
You`re a native New Yorker 
New York City 
New York City girl 
New York City 
New York City girl 
New York City 
New York City girl 
New York City 
New York City girl
 

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