Lyrics New York - Леонид Агутин

New York

I’m alone here. Once again I’m alone here,\nOh, my God the day was longer than I’ve even thought.\nWhere am I now? Tell me, baby, where am I now?\nAm I making a living here guys? Tell me yes or what?\nHave no money should I say I have no money?\nHey, common, but life is funny do you think I’m a jerk?\nLook at me you know just you, take a look at me.\nFind me over at the bagel store I’m sitting in New York.\nYou’ve got to jingle me from San Francisco.\nI’m sitting over at the bagel store.\nAnd all I have is an empty bottle of whiskey, phone on the floor.\nI’m alone. Yes, once again I’m alone here,\nOh, my God, what going on? What’s cooking in the hood?\nCop is strong. Busy catching snack (foot-long).\nGot the proof that I’am wrong. Forget it, life is good.\nIf I’m crying, don’t you think I’m crying.\nI don’t believe that you are lying maybe I’m a jerk?\nDoing well I don’t care my life is hell.\nFind me over at the bagel store I m sitting in New York.\nYou’ve got to jingle me from San Francisco.\nI’m sitting over at the bagel store.\nAnd all I have is an empty bottle of whiskey, phone on the floor.