Lyrics New York City - The Outfield

New York City

Big yellow taxi’s
Driving over the fifty-nine bridge
Into a jungle
Where reality don’t exist
New York City, New York City
New York City, looks pretty at night
A transistor radio
Singing the word from the street
Down on the underground
Species that make your heart beat
New York City, New York City
New York City, looks pretty at night
Graffiti everywhere, graffiti everywhere
New York City, New York City
New York City, looks pretty at night
No double fantasy
Someone just waved you goodbye
On a street corner
Your stairway that led to the sky
New York City, New York City
New York City, looks pretty at night