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New York Girls, |
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scattered crimson pearls. |
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You touch me like you do, |
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you fall in love with fools. |
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I saw you in the night, |
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your silver rings they shined. |
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The music was too loud, |
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I kneeled and kissed the crowd. |
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New York Girls, |
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the crimson liquid folds. |
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New York Girls, |
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please give me what you hold... |
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I'm sorry that I failed, |
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I'm sorry for the past. |
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I'm sorry that I touched, |
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the place that you protected. |
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New York Girls, |
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I'll watch you from afar. |
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New York Girls, |
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I'll worship what you are. |
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New York Girls, |
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I'm happy that I saw, |
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New York Girls, |
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how cruel and pure you are. |
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New York Girls, |
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the scent of your incense, |
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New York Girls, |
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is drifting through my head... |
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Run through the city, |
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come to me. |
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Run through the forest, |
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come back to me. |
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Run from fear, run from fear... |
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Come back, come back... |
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Don't do that... |