| I remember it like it was yesterday
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| Snow in the park and skaters on the ice
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| Long black cars standing side-by-side
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| Loading up the boys at night
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| Turned up our collars to the chill of the wind
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| Caught an innocent smile from a taxi at the lights
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| Not something you’d see on a New York street
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| It’s such an uncommon sight
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| But I wouldn’t have it any other way
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| This city’s got a thing about it, don’t try to understand it
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| New York city I’d really like to stay
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| New York city I wouldn’t have you
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| I wouldn’t have you any other way
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| Oh the subway rumbled underneath
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| Italian lights where joey gallo died
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| And the man on the door down at 54's
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| Letting only the pretty inside
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| I’d wake with a stranger under the covers
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| Late in the day and longing for the night
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| Just like the snowfall there’s so many bodies
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| But somehow it feels so right
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| And I can feel the magic
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| And read a million lips
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| And no matter what might happen
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| They’ll never sink this ship |