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Ayy, uh-uuh (woo) Yeah, yeah, yeah New York, New York Running pretty, New York City girl 25, 35 Hello baby, New York City girl You grew up riding the subways running with people (running, running) Up in Harlem, down on Broadway You're no tramp but you're no lady (no lady) Talking that street talk (uh, street talk) You're the heart and soul of New York City Love, love is just a passing word (oh) It's the thought you had in a taxi cab That got left on the curb (ooh) When he dropped you off at East 83rd, ooh You're a native New Yorker (New York, New York, woo) You should know the score by now (you should know-) You're a native New Yorker (ooh) Yeah (ooh, hey) (woo) There you are, lost in the shadows Searching for someone To set you free from New York City Whoa-ooh, where did all those yesterdays go? When you still believed Love could really be like a Broadway show You are the star, when did it close? You're a native New York-New Yorker (woo) No one opens the door For a native New Yorker, ooh (aah) Aah-ooh, break it down, woo Oh, oh it's my city (ayy-ayy, ayy) Oh (where did all those yesterdays go?) Check it out (Believed, love could really be like a Broadway show) love could really be Ooh, you're a native New Yorker Ooh, you're a native New Yorker You should know the score by now (you should know-) You're a native New Yorker Ow, ayy, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (woo), oh-ooh New York, New York New York City girl, 25, 35 New York City girl
Writer(s): Sandy Linzer, Denny Randell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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