New York Lyrics
The song New York is performed by Stephen Fretwell .
Please can we go away
Get out of here somehow today
For a place that I've heard on the radio
Never sleeps
I'll get a job in a bar
And you could be a waitress and serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachio men in suits
You'll look cute
f**k what they say
And f**k it if they talk
It really don't matter
We're going to New York
Oh, hold on to me
I'm gonna get you out, I'm gonna set you free
To a place that I've heard on the radio
Never sleeps
I'll get a job in a bar
You could be a waitress and serve cheap cigars
To fat mustachio men in suits
You'll look cute
f**k what they say
f**k it if they talk
It really don't matter
We're going to New York
New York