On My Mind

On miy mind. Blue eyes feels old nher young heart stuck in this dead city She leans in close and says I've got no money I've got no time I've got no place That i call mine But i've got New York On my mind Berlin On my mind Paris France On my mind I got you and it feels like blondie feels old her young heart stuck in a 9-5 World she holds me tight she says. Well there must be more than this yeah i heard it i seen it i smell it and i well i feel it's like New York On my mind Berlin On my mind Paris France On my mind It's like you! And it feels like She called me up last nigth fromsome foreign city said the people that she's with you know they're all so pretty and she's not coming home. I guess there's too much to see you know once you get out it becomes a disease it's like New York On my mind Paris France On my mind It's like you! And it feels like