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Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July |
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I had a firecracker waiting to blow |
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Breakin' like a rocket who makin' its way |
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To the cities of Mexico |
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Lived in an apartment out on Avenue-A |
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I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th |
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Had myself a lover who was finer than gold |
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But I've broken up and busted up since |
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And love don't play any games with me |
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Anymore like she did before |
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The world won't wait, so I better shake |
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That thing right out there through the door |
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Hell, I still love you, New York |
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Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds |
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Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good |
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Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place |
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When I was drunk and I was thinking of you |
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Every day the children they were singing their tune |
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Out on the streets and you could hear from inside |
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Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd |
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I would wait for you and I'd try to hide |
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And love won't play any games with you |
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Anymore if you don't want 'em to |
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The world won't wait and I watched you shake |
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But honey, I don't blame you |
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Hell, I still love you, New York |
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Hell, I still love you, New York |
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New York |
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I remember Christmas in the blistering cold |
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In a Church on the upper west side |
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Babe, I stood there singing, I was holding your arm |
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You were holding my trust like a child |
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Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue-B |
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But I tried to keep the overhead low |
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Farewell to the city and the love of my life |
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At least we left before we had to go |
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And love won't play any games with you |
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Anymore if you don't want 'em to |
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So we better shake this old thing out the door |
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I'll always be thinkin' of you |
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I'll always love you though New York |
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I'll always love you though New York |
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I'll always love you though New York |
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I'll always love you though New York |
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New York, New York |
