New York Was Great

And New York Was Great And We Loved It All And New York Was Great And We Loved It All But Time Was Riding Fast Upon My Shoulders What A Shame What A Shame What A Shame The Nighttime Was Painted Black With Fun The Nighttime Was Painted Black With Fun But All The Time The Light Shone It Through It All What A Drag What A Drag What A Drag And In Bars Drunk We Knew It All And Promises We Spilled Out In The Night And Promises We Spilled Out In The Night What A Trip What A Trip What A Trip And The Stars We Plucked From Great Black Skies And The Stars We Plucked From New York Skies We Placed Them All In Front Of Us And Laughed What A Trip What A Trip What A Trip