| I’m jealous of the city
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| The way you spend your nights with her
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| They say the girls are very pretty
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| But twenty-two too young to be hurt
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| And the snow is gently falling
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| And there’s presents on the floor
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| But this plane is leaving tomorrow
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| New York handels heartbreak
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| Better than you
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| Better than you
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| You, you
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| Jealous of the pavement
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| The way you call the streets your home
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| No I won’t be negotiated
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| I hope you feel this in your bones
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| You swear you’re tired and lonely
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| But I hear she’s hanging around
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| You say it’s love then assure me
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| New York handels heartbreak better than you
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| Better than you, you, you
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| And I been waiting, love, in a hotel room
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| You swear you gonna leave her
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| And every christmas time I think of you
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| Yes I do, yes I do
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| Remember we danced you fumbled your steps
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| But said you never let go
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| Remember we cried for days at a time
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| But baby why won’t you come home?
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| Cause I been waiting in New York patient for you
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| All for you, you, you
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| It torn me up inside
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| I’ve been waiting, waiting, waiting (I've been waiting)
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| In those dirty, damn hotel rooms
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| The snow is on the pavement, at Rockefeller too (I've been waiting)
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| Don’t you swear that you’ll leave her
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| Baby, I’m lonely
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| New York, New York |