Julian, king of manhattan

Oh, Julian

I hope when I grow up I'm like you

Oh, Julian

Coolest motherfucker in the room

Ditch the band

Let's go get stoned

You don't even have to walk me home

Just teach me everything you know

Teleport to New York on a Tuesday night

Wanna see how the city looks through your eyes

You and your leather jacket

You're the king of Manhattan

Wanna walk in your shoes

Wanna share your mind

Dive bar, bum a smoke if you need a light

I always got some matches

Ain't rock and roll romantic?

Oh, Julian

I get lonely sometimes just like you

Oh, Julian

They don't understand you like I do

Ditch your plans

Let's see the Mets

Don't like sports but I'll pretend

I'm just happy that we're friends

Teleport to New York on a Tuesday night

Wanna see how the city looks through your eyes

You and your leather jacket

You're the king of Manhattan

Wanna walk in your shoes

Wanna share your mind

Dive bar, bum a smoke if you need a light

I always got some matches

Ain't rock and roll romantic?

Ain't rock and roll romantic?

Julian, you're so—