Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New York , by - Stephen Fretwell. Song from the album Magpie, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
New York |
| Please can we go away |
| Get out of here somehow today |
| To a place I’ve heard on the radio never sleeps |
| I’ll get a job in a bar |
| And you can be a waitress |
| And serve cheap cigars |
| To fat mustachioed men in suits |
| You’ll look cute |
| And fuck what they say |
| And fuck it if they talk |
| It really don’t matter |
| We’re going to New York |
| Oh hold on to me |
| I’m gonna get you out I’m gonna set you free |
| To a place I’ve heard on the radio never sleeps |
| I’ll get a job in a bar |
| And you could be a waitress |
| And serve cheap cigars |
| To fat mustachioed men in suits |
| You’ll look cute |
| And fuck what they say |
| And fuck it if they talk |
| It really don’t matter |
| We’re going to New York |